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Robert James Liguori, Tears of the Dragon Contest, 8/16/2025; inspired by Bruce Dickinson's song "Tears of the Dragon."

 

Tears of the Dragon

Tears of the Dragon

I splashed water on my face;
the mirror cracked in half -
a reflection of fear and doubt.

It was dark in that cold place
of shattered scales.The sea -
rushing over that rusty sink;
and I can’t think about it.

My wings are clipped;
my breath’s dry sulfur.
I said my prayers;
the mirror just chortled.

Chilblains chatter, sore;
the floor, a horror show.
It was doubtful I’m standing -
what for.

Eruption of the mirror
dares me to peek,
but I’m six feet under
my sheets.

It’s Winter here; I drag my tail.
My sharp-teeth-grief’s unyielding.
Of fierce and fiery tears - there is no end;
unholy flames of years misspent.
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Man Avatar
August 20, 2025 at 8:04 PM
Such a clever and interesting write; the author of which has a beautiful mind! I take pleasure in reading this!1
Rodrigues Avatar
August 21, 2025 at 4:49 AM
Thank you so much! I hold dear such a comment. It took me a while to wrap my mind around the subject and the lyrics. Hugs
Maverick Avatar
August 19, 2025 at 10:33 PM
Is the water boiling? One wonders..,? Powerfull Metaphorical write Kim.'
Rodrigues Avatar
August 21, 2025 at 4:49 AM
So happy you enjoyed! Hugs,
Sidwell Avatar
August 19, 2025 at 10:46 AM
Wow! Amazing and Powerful poem! One of my favorites.
Rodrigues Avatar
August 21, 2025 at 4:50 AM
Thanks, Robert! So glad it is one of your favorites!
DiMino Avatar
August 18, 2025 at 1:54 AM
Yep, someday we must all face our own dragon. Sort of like, The Guardian At The Gate. If to get beyond, we will have to confess and relinquish all that is not of God. Our own reflection, that Guardian At The Gate, can be like confronting Medusa. Never heard the song. So, probably got this all wrong. Good luck in contest. Great read!
Rodrigues Avatar
August 18, 2025 at 4:09 AM
You know, Joe, whatever you got out of the poem is okay with me. Thank you for an interesting comment! Hugs
Gasun Avatar
August 17, 2025 at 7:28 AM
Gorgeous poem penned inspired by the song my dear poet friend. I'm sure this will do well in the contest. Thanks a lot for sharing. Thank you so much for visiting my page too. Blessings to you always. Hugs
Rodrigues Avatar
August 17, 2025 at 10:23 AM
Blessings to you, Len! Thank you!
Kauffman Avatar
August 16, 2025 at 6:25 PM
Very impressive, Kim, capturing that sense of winter despair. Best wishes for the contest. Sending you blessings and a Kleenex for your dragon.
Rodrigues Avatar
August 16, 2025 at 6:41 PM
Thank you…lol
Etgen-Baker Avatar
August 16, 2025 at 5:30 PM
wow, KIm, this poem is powerful and a totally engaging read! Your personification intensifies the emotions. Well done! hugs Sara
Rodrigues Avatar
August 16, 2025 at 5:35 PM
Thank you, Sara! <3
Hind Avatar
August 16, 2025 at 4:01 PM
Kim, this gives me chills, I see myself in some of this, magnetic and powerful, dear Kim, in my favs <3
Rodrigues Avatar
August 16, 2025 at 4:07 PM
Emotions abound in this one. Many suffer. I hope you find hope and healing. Hugs ~ Kim
Greenhough Avatar
August 16, 2025 at 4:00 PM
An intriguing poem with an unusual twist. Hiding beneath sheets always seems so safe. Your poem is fun to read.
Rodrigues Avatar
August 16, 2025 at 4:08 PM
Thank you, Hilda! Glad you like it!
Anaya Avatar
August 16, 2025 at 3:55 PM
Poetry is getting more and more amazing every day! I laughed, I was sad, I almost cried. Breathtaking personification __Anaya
Rodrigues Avatar
August 16, 2025 at 4:13 PM
Oh…thank you so much, dear one!
Rodrigues Avatar
August 16, 2025 at 4:08 PM
Oh…thank you so much, dear one!
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