-"Stalwart and true, by Ta-Mera's princesses enslaved Devoted lovers, bound to earth yet fulfilled in water, We shall whisper their mortal names on shores kissed by eternal tides, And forget them not in fluid rhyme: Beckrith, Padrian, and Salasime." ______________________________________________

slooowly
she turns
a tremor of light glistens over scales
of emerald green
as she lifts her massive form like a balloon
emerging from one frail elven cocoon
glistening and green
glistening and green
red spikes from eye to tail
radiant rubies from the realms of inner earth
and ancient wings unfold
transparent guise
of peacock tail
and rainbow veils
covering the dark nights glimmer
from a crescent moon
a wave of spinal movement
smacks hard
a heavied tail
upon the mountains side
as if to dance the sounds
of unheard music
in the spheres
eyes shining inner fire
faint callings from malkuth to beenah
thrusting back a massive head
formed from rage and torment in all ages past
an inner fury gasps the magic air of being
deep into the lungs of alchemy
and with the power of creations
reaper….
and with all sounds of cries
heard from the bowels of hell
her massive maw explodes
in flame and smoke and air
deep mists of avalon
seeking the gestures of resurrection