Advancing to the sea before the long night
old dragons breath ancient fire
their black skin blends with twilight silhouette
an ancient sea relieves hurt hot wings
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They would love to fly, to raise! The sky is so far…
once lords they now wait red moonlight
a silent incantation of hope to break the spell
confining them to legends and myths
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Drums of war are their hearts, lava for the last fight.
The worst wound a shame that burns:
be caged in rocks whom before were a proud kin
precisely them, a race of kings!
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The caste of the Stone Circle of Dragons awaits
advancing before the long night…
to a promised redemption made of red moonlight
silently, slowly… into the old sea
Qhapaq 
Wonderful story and images Francis.
Thanks Karen, it’s a motive a find haunting since kid. All the best.
Great images, both photographic and poetic.
Thank you Inese, a big compliment considering the epic tradition of the Celtic culture :-)
The images and imagery are outstanding. Yes, I do see the ancient dragons! Thank you Francis…..perfect bedtime poem.
Sweet dreams kind dreamer, wish you marvels when you’ll be in Morpheus’ arms.
<3
😏
“to a promised redemption made of red moonlight/ silenlty, slowly… into the old sea”
Speechless… :)
That feels fantastic when you say it, thanks Romanian friend ;-)
You’re ..so very welcome!.. hihi Your poem and picture felt fantastic, too.. :D
Glad to know it (*＾▽＾)／
Beautiful words and picture.
And you have the patience of Job, sorry for the time to reply kind lady -_-
Wish you a great new week and thanks for coming
I see the dragons’ scales as they dive into the waves…seeking refuge?
Dragons seem to be a recurring theme in your photos. Is this a new fascination or an older one rekindled by a thought or image?
Thinking of my friend Francis on this brand new Monday morning :)
When kid we had, among other encyclopedias, one for children about words in English with drawings, there was one word that was the same in English as in Spanish, it was the Dragon with a giant one fighting St. George. I think since then I have this fascination with those creatures :-)
Said that at twilight these rocks in Ilo seemed to me like rock dragons in the sea forming circles so that inspire me to give the title of a certain social web where we are linked ;-) So it’s a circle of thoughts.
Thinking on you as well, dear Melissa. Happy new week ^_^
they will fly, the great dragons
with a wondrous and luminous heart
and with no shame will they rise
as they remember the ancient seas
and the times they first arrived…
J’adore tes paroles. The hope opens an “it will continue” as in your marvelous poem “Climats variables”, perhaps happier, perhaps not, but it’s a new world.
Infinite thanks for your gesture, Caroline; it’s like your words allowed to my eyes to see as a blind for first time; thanks for your words along mine…