FerrumDraco
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Bright, shining gold;

Dark, foreboding amethyst;

Opposites, complementary;

Too much light, blinding;

Too much darkness, blinding;

A balance of both, a myriad of vision;

The elves create elegant blades;

The dwarves forge brutal mauls;

Twain antipodes wielded for an identical propose;

Opposites, twins;

Similar, obverse;

Vita, Mors;

Calamity, windfall;

Prejudiced, unbiased;

Writing, painting;

Speaking, singing;

Riding, running;

Swimming, flying;

So contradictory, so complimentary.

Everything held in a perfect balance.

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Written by FerrumDraco
Bright, shining gold;
Dark, foreboding amethyst;
Opposites, complementary;

Too much light, blinding;
Too much darkness, blinding;
A balance of both, a myriad of vision;

The elves create elegant blades;
The dwarves forge brutal mauls;
Twain antipodes wielded for an identical propose;

Opposites, twins;
Similar, obverse;
Vita, Mors;
Calamity, windfall;
Prejudiced, unbiased;

Writing, painting;
Speaking, singing;
Riding, running;
Swimming, flying;

So contradictory, so complimentary.
Everything held in a perfect balance.
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Written by FerrumDraco in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Rare as a diamond found in the blood-like sand.

Light as a scale on a moth's wing.

Fair as an opal set in engraved dwarvish walls.

Graceful as an elvish blade.

Earth-purified water bubbles from the natural spring.

A safe haven for the caravan.

As quenching to the spirit as to the body.

A living oasis.

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Written by FerrumDraco in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Rare as a diamond found in the blood-like sand.
Light as a scale on a moth's wing.
Fair as an opal set in engraved dwarvish walls.
Graceful as an elvish blade.

Earth-purified water bubbles from the natural spring.
A safe haven for the caravan.
As quenching to the spirit as to the body.

A living oasis.
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Written by FerrumDraco in portal Micropoetry

A splash of color is a poem,

A flash of light is a song,

A gleam of a dream is a painting;

In this beauty the heart belongs.

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Written by FerrumDraco in portal Micropoetry
A splash of color is a poem,
A flash of light is a song,
A gleam of a dream is a painting;
In this beauty the heart belongs.
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Huginn and Muninn

Brothers, twins.

The feathered spies of Odin.

Observing the minds of humans.

These are Huginn and Muninn.

Thought, memory.

They can hear through the din.

They whisper secrets the Norse god.

These are Huginn and Muninn.

One would never know they were present

Though their brethren fly over the battle fields 

With the Valkyries.

These are the ravens.

These are the scavengers.

These are the messengers.

These are Huginn and Muninn.

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Written by FerrumDraco
Huginn and Muninn
Brothers, twins.
The feathered spies of Odin.
Observing the minds of humans.
These are Huginn and Muninn.

Thought, memory.
They can hear through the din.
They whisper secrets the Norse god.
These are Huginn and Muninn.

One would never know they were present
Though their brethren fly over the battle fields 
With the Valkyries.

These are the ravens.
These are the scavengers.
These are the messengers.

These are Huginn and Muninn.
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Bells

A peal of laughter echos.

Tinkling giggles of tiny elves float

Feather-light from brightly colored ribbons.

Slim porcelain and wooden ladies 

Whirl in the zephyr.

Small choirs sing harmoniously 

During celebrations.

Bronze, Silver, and Gold neighbors chatter blithely

Before drowning in the deep sorrowful

Cry of a Giant.

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Written by FerrumDraco
Bells
A peal of laughter echos.
Tinkling giggles of tiny elves float
Feather-light from brightly colored ribbons.
Slim porcelain and wooden ladies 
Whirl in the zephyr.
Small choirs sing harmoniously 
During celebrations.
Bronze, Silver, and Gold neighbors chatter blithely
Before drowning in the deep sorrowful
Cry of a Giant.
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Riddle, Anyone?

Smooth, flawless scales camouflage, beware.

Gliding on land, on air, in water.

An often lethal bite, uncanny accuracy. 

Unblinking eyes and flicking tongue terrify.

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Written by FerrumDraco
Riddle, Anyone?
Smooth, flawless scales camouflage, beware.
Gliding on land, on air, in water.
An often lethal bite, uncanny accuracy. 
Unblinking eyes and flicking tongue terrify.
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Another 10 word micropoem challenge: write a poem that begins with the word TAIL and ends with the word TALE. Or the other way around! Tag me, if you wish! #ATailTale
Written by FerrumDraco in portal Micropoetry

Yin, Yang

Tale of the koi.

Dark, light.

Chasing each other's tail.

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Another 10 word micropoem challenge: write a poem that begins with the word TAIL and ends with the word TALE. Or the other way around! Tag me, if you wish! #ATailTale
Written by FerrumDraco in portal Micropoetry
Yin, Yang
Tale of the koi.
Dark, light.
Chasing each other's tail.
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Written by FerrumDraco

Ruby petals blossom from

A mottled frostbite 

Blue and black stem.

Roots pale as death 

Suck the joy and sanity

Out of the hearts of humanity.

Shrapnel, shattered glass, blades

Glisten as they jut from

The stem as thorns.

A perfect rose.

A horrifying abomination.

War.

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Written by FerrumDraco
Ruby petals blossom from
A mottled frostbite 
Blue and black stem.

Roots pale as death 
Suck the joy and sanity
Out of the hearts of humanity.

Shrapnel, shattered glass, blades
Glisten as they jut from
The stem as thorns.

A perfect rose.

A horrifying abomination.

War.
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Written by FerrumDraco

Sunbeams pour like

Streams of warm honey to the

Far side of milk clouds to

Spill upon the earth.

Dripping, oozing, through the 

Soil to reach the

Glowing core beneath.

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Written by FerrumDraco
Sunbeams pour like
Streams of warm honey to the
Far side of milk clouds to
Spill upon the earth.

Dripping, oozing, through the 
Soil to reach the
Glowing core beneath.
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Soft opal feathered wings spread from its back.

It hovers there on the warm current of tranquility.

Rare. So very rare.

It is unlike any other, utterly unique.

An angel.

Angels.

Angels?

We, the artists, are compeers to the angels.

Not perfect beings but messengers, light-bearers,

Mouthpieces of the mute unseen glamour.

Multi colored auras pour from our souls like water falls

That solidify into beads of beauteous creativity.

Those wings?

Talents. Dreams. Balance.

Those things that we do, have done, wish to do.

Those wings are the life of the individual.

Those wings...

These wings...

These wings...

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Written by FerrumDraco
Soft opal feathered wings spread from its back.
It hovers there on the warm current of tranquility.
Rare. So very rare.
It is unlike any other, utterly unique.
An angel.

Angels.
Angels?
We, the artists, are compeers to the angels.
Not perfect beings but messengers, light-bearers,
Mouthpieces of the mute unseen glamour.
Multi colored auras pour from our souls like water falls
That solidify into beads of beauteous creativity.

Those wings?
Talents. Dreams. Balance.
Those things that we do, have done, wish to do.
Those wings are the life of the individual.

Those wings...
These wings...
These wings...
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