Dragon--The Long Night
© 2013 by Don Poss
I felt the dragon's speckled breath
And grinned as he fled my glare.
Then left Vietnam that indifferent day
having played my part in war.
Once scoffed I the dragon's jest...
As shadow of wing swept o’er.
His barking sigh laughed death's
cry with booming broadsides
and slashing swords.
Decades flickered like an old
silent film, too swift, as time will do.
The shadow of wings soars at will,
and dives like a ghost uninvited.
Gathering spirits seems dragon’s hobby...
devouring thousands his skill.
He scours the body...
Consumes all else with glee... and
savors the mind for last.
He alights and flaps a raging
screech that taunts the earth be still.
This night had come--as I knew it would--
the dragon stalks his kill.
Having driven away all those I love,
a pale moon cowering behind dark clouds,
set I here now awaiting beast's return.
I cannot hide--he has found my lair--
this fortress I vow to defend.
He did not know I lay in wait
and by oath had sworn to fight.
Winged-shadow, by autumn's moon
crossed o'er--an eclipse of dark things to come.
He settled--wrapped silently in leathered wings,
cloaked in blackest night--drooling, savoring
thoughts of prey--
Eyes like beacons searched the night,
engulfing my domain.
Dragon's fetid breath crept in.
I felt his humid sigh
ozz through
cabin's wood,
invading my earthly-mansion like a steamy dew--
settling upon my brow--festering bones to the marrow.
I sensed it was Now... well before my time...
My face, to drain of life
and thus bound for the long night’s rest?
If it must be so... I vow: Dragon too will end this night.
A rustling of wings...
unfolding like great canvas sails athunder.
Wings raised high above, tip-to-tip, snap mightily,
roiling heaven's clouds,
quivering forest pines,
and
flinging cabin’s
shingles asunder.
I gape trembling through dark rafters,
weapon in hand, and
Serpent’s eyes fixed my stare...
a foul jest, turned mortal quest.
I did not grin…but felt a hermit's chill.
He did not flee... clouds drifting... quiet as the deaf.
And... see how Dragon flaps gracefully away.
Silence stings my ears.
Dragon has let me be, another day, another night.
How strange...
I had longed
for an end to
this Dragon, and The Long Night.