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There are Drakes on the Street Where I Live
There are Drakes on the Street Where I Live
From ‘My Fair Draggie’
(With apologies to Lerner & Lowe)
I have often walked
On this street before
But I never have been stalked
Upon clawed feet before…
I look up and scream!
It would surely seem
    There are drakes
    On the street
    Where I live!
They are everywhere,
Lurking spiny things.
I must now take care to
Hide all of my shiny things!
All the dogs are gone,
Scorchmarks on the lawn!
    Snatched by drakes
    On the street
    Where I live!
The sulfur smell is overpowering!
With each blast… of shriveling flame!
I look… See a smug dragon glowering…
And I really don’t have to guess who’s to blame!
Everwhere I look…
I see fangs and spines.
And they’re taking note
Of all the new ‘FOR SALE’ signs!
Though I am contused
I had best get used
    To the d
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Literature
The Titan
Face them all, stand firm, and know
That you have sought the fate you face.
Watch the crowds, all screaming, go,
Strive for glory, risk disgrace.
They will hold themselves quite blameless.
You, they’ll fault for their own vice.
Those who lead them will be shameless.
Souls sold for a paltry price.
You desired this—now endure it.
You’ve done wonders, now hold fast.
Do your best, and yet be sure it
Is your blunders they'll mark last.
Face it calmly, square your shoulders.
Honor those who’ve gone before.
Let the slanders strike like boulders.
Take all they can throw, and more.
You are needed. Duty calls you.
Have the courage to work on.
That thing well-built still enthralls you.
It will last when they have gone.
What you make well will out-live you.
What you strengthen will grow strong.
Those who hate will not forgive you.
Take the blows, and do no wrong.
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Literature
Morris Dance Spider
(Who to apologize to?)
Squatting on my Book of Kells...
Ribbons, hat and ankle bells,
Legs convulsing, jingling noise--
Damaging my equipoise
Morris Dance Spider!
Morris Dance Spider!
Now he's really on a roll,
Prancing 'round a ribboned pole.
Looking rather weird than cute
Who's that with the tiny flute?
What do those gyrations mean?
Plays a little tambourine...
Morris Dance Spider!
Morris Dance Spider!
Jingly, jangly,
Jingly, jangly,
Jingly, jingly, jangly, jangly!
Jingly, jingly, jangly, jangly!
Jingly, jingly, jangly, jangly!
Jingly, jingly, jangly, jangly!
Doesn't seem to mind my stare,
Bogarting my Morris Chair
Has an easel, what a sight...
Paints like a Pre-Raphaelite!
Morris Dance Spider!
Morris Dance Spider!
Jingly, jangly,
Jingly, jangly...
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Literature
Cairns
Light!
I am all about light.
Throughout the night
I delight in light.
In all creation
Illumination
Ending dark
Sustaining spark.
I hold tight to light.
Thrill.
Craft and skill...
I work my will
Light guides it still.
Gleaming
Draws me, scheming,
Sets me dreaming.
My flight to light.
Blinding
Isn’t binding
I’m not minding.
I must fight for light.
Rage
At my cage.
Tap the gage
To sight the light.
Quest.
Not duressed.
It is best
To ignite light.
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Literature
Artist, Looking Backwards
Hidden treasures
Age-old pleasures.
Things that last
Scooped from my past.
Paltry, yet so vast...
Fleeting glances,
Old romances.
Long-gone beauty
Now, my booty…
Some still unsurpassed.
Drew this, did I?
Really can’t deny
I had skill.
I’m at it, still.
With my brushes grasped.
Another year gone.
Yet I work on.
Monsters, Photos
Still, I do those.
Seems my part is cast.
Paints might splatter--
Make it matter.
Draw it, share it.
I still care, it
Has gone by so fast…
Grim persistence
My existence
Leaves its traces
Art, skill graces
Life that’s held tight-clasped.
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Literature
A Plea
Graphic artists, and artistes—
All you skilled creative beasts
Gather round, hearken to me,
Hear my well-intentioned plea!
Read the slogan on my banner:
IF YOU POST ART, USE A SCANNER!
I draw little, but I give
You the odd scanned negative
Ancient image, long kept waitin’
For the holder and the platen.
Heed my firm, insistent manner:
IF YOU POST ART, USE A SCANNER!
Let me lure you to flat-bed.
Not your cell phone, this instead!
Lack of quality long lingers.
WE DON’T WANT TO SEE YOUR FINGERS!
Hopes of loveliness soon crash
Dimmed by your phone’s pallid flash.
I kick like a Gypsy Vanner:
IF YOU POST ART, USE A SCANNER!
Sorry, it’s not helped, but maimed!
Ring binding is not ‘well-framed!’
Show the image, make us able
To ignore your sketching table.
Listen to us plead and whine,
SHOW A CLEAR WELL-LIT STRONG LINE!
I will throw a wrench (Brits: Spanner)!
IF YOU POST ART, USE A SCANNER!
I despair, how long I&
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Literature
The Vigil
Upon the hill, on guard, alone
The griffin crouches on a stone.
He keeps his vigil, nights and days
And not a thing escapes his gaze.
I climb on up to see his glories,
Bring him treats, and tell him stories.
He is polite, accepts my praise,
But keeps his watch, on guard, he stays.
At night you look up and can see
His glowing eyes that ceaselessly
Go back and forth across our town
In search of things that call him down.
No thief dares skulk among our homes
For endlessly the griffin roams
And checks our doors and barns and locks
Then goes back to his couch of rocks.
We feast, or revel, he looks on
And guards until all guests are gone.
We eat and dance in peace and laughter
And he stands guard, stands by, looks after.
No robbers threaten us, for he
Patrols our fields endlessly.
He finds lost children, calms their weeping
And leads them home, and guards them sleeping.
Because of him, we fear no foe.
He’s with us when we come, or go.
He watches us, keeps all secure.
Patient, fearless,
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Literature
Strike So They Suffer Not
My darling, growing, slit-eyed brood
Soon, now, to leave my lair,
To seek your mates, and your own food.
Pause, nestlings, and prepare.
We live our lives by fang and claw,
We kill so we may live.
But I have this, one final law,
And warning still to give.
Although the hunt and chase are sweet,
And blood is best when hot,
Remember, for your glut of meat,
Kill so they suffer not.
We are ourselves--and not their kind.
They live in stealth and fear.
They huddle, dread that we shall find
And strike, when we draw near.
We need their lives to save our own.
We kill and kill again.
Have pity, strike to feed, alone.
Show mercy, even then.
It is not right to relish fear,
And foul to cause them pain.
Take freely, swiftly, elk, boar, deer,
But learn what I explain.
Someday the darkness will find you,
And you yourself will die.
And you shall know my words were true.
And I'm explaining why:
Like them we live, then live no more.
Be swift in your onslaught.
Feed, fill yourself, with flesh and gore.
Stri
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Literature
Centaur on a Hill
I pause, at sunset, on a hill,
And watch the sky turn dark, and still,
I swish my tail, thoughtfully,
And think about eternity.
Each moment will not come again,
Or will they, someday?  If so, when?
I shift my weight, adjust my hooves,
And notice how the world moves.
I learn, I age, gain, and the price,
I profit by, and give advice.
There's grey in certain parts of me,
A treasure-trove, of memory.
There's lovers held, and races won,
There's things both well, and badly done.
I can be proud, I should be meek,
I grow more thoughtful, when I speak.
And yet, I watch the foals at play,
I hear the things their mothers say,
And smile, in secret, and stand guard,
No, keeping to myself's not hard.
I've old friends scented, in the breeze,
And new friends met, to pass at ease
A lazy hour in drink, and song,
And such an hour is not long.
I feel, still, something lies ahead,
Good books to be obtained, and read.
Old knowledge found, and brought to light,
And poems and tales I'm meant to write.
An
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Literature
Centaurs' Sad Reflection
They gave Nessus a bright red nose
And made his skin dark blue.
And this has, since Fantasia, proved
A sad fact we all knew,
That though the Ancient Greek artistes
All could appreciate us,
The fact is very clear, now, that
The Disney Artists hate us.
Chiron taught young HerAcles,
A centaur, if you please,
They've given his job to some slob,
Name of Philoctetes,
And made Achilles OLDER, somehow,
Do they hope to bait us?
They try to use our myths, but still
The Disney Artists hate us.
They try to draw a centauress
And inspiration fails,
They somehow think we'd let someone
Come up and bob our tails.
As if we'd let a two-legs
Have a chance to mutilate us!
I guess it's wishful thinking, since
The Disney Artists hate us.
Winsor McCay could draw us,
And his work's still not been bested,
And Disney stole a lot from him,
If someone's interested.
We hope a better treatment
Of our folk might still await us,
Let's hope Dreamworks gets busy, for
The Disney Artists hate us.
And if, someday, i
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Literature
American Dragon
For Didlika
 
American dragon... gonna take your gold...
American dragon, she gonna loot your gold.
Mm, American dragon wants all your gold...
Mm, American dragon... Gonna grab that gold...
 
Say D
Say R
Say A
Say G
Say O
N
Say AAAAAAAAUGH!
 
American dragon... got a dragon spell
American dragon... She don't chomp and tell!
American dragon... got a dragon spell
 
AUGH!
 
American dragon, stay away from me
American dragon, please just let me be!
Don't come a-swoopin' through my door
Don't like those fangs... Don't like that roar!
When I saw that gout of flame I knew
That you would do what dragons do...
Now dragon, I said stay away
American dragon, listen what I say!
 
American dragon, get away from me
American dragon, stop that, let me be
Don't come a-breakin' down my door!
Don't wanna flee your shadow no more
Dragon eyes can hypnotize!
Enspell someone else's eyes!
Now dragon, I said fly away
American dragon, listen what I say, HEY!
 
American dragon,
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Literature
Wet Rabbit
One tap… makes you hotter…
And one tap… makes you cold…
And if you splash… any water…
You will hear your… owner scold.
It’s not malice…  But it gets so old.
We rabbits… are soon mastered…
By our instincts… and our fears…
And that stupid… primate bastard…
Just got shampoo… in my ears…
It’s not malice… But it’s ‘No More Tears.’
And if you go… bathing rabbits…
And you rub them… with a towel…
However… kind their habits…
You will hear them… try to growl…
Bunny faces… don’t do ‘scowl!’
Now the bath is… finally over…
And your fur’s soggy and flat…
And you splay your claws while crouching
Rather grouchy… on the mat…
You had best remember…
Past the urge to… gnaw and shred…
JUST GO SHED!
JUST GO SHED!
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Literature
The Art Photographer
What is it about fleeting shapes—
A sudden scene that soon escapes
The world’s apathetic eye
That makes me pause, compose, deny?
I seek for color, frame the scene,
I capture, hope that it will mean
Something momentous and dense.
More than mere coincidence.
All I view cannot be art,
But so much could—
It is my part
To use my eye, and some device
To trap the scene with artifice.
Shutters whirring, flashes blasting,
Fleeting moments made more lasting,
Different angles… Perfect?  Never!
Try to make it last forever…
How well I might succeed depends
Upon my skill with light, and lens.
On settings, speed, and my perception
Photoshop—and your reception.
You might learn about my soul
From this mixture, once made whole,
Do you see what appeared to me?
Demons—mirth—eternity?
Pillagers of stolen light
Photographers can please, delight,
Or just bore, or frantic, flail.
All that work—to no avail.
We do our best, there’s no denying.
Com
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There are Drakes on the Street Where I Live


From ‘My Fair Draggie’
(With apologies to Lerner & Lowe)

I have often walked
On this street before
But I never have been stalked
Upon clawed feet before…
I look up and scream!
It would surely seem
    There are drakes
    On the street
    Where I live!

They are everywhere,
Lurking spiny things.
I must now take care to
Hide all of my shiny things!
All the dogs are gone,
Scorchmarks on the lawn!
    Snatched by drakes
    On the street
    Where I live!

The sulfur smell is overpowering!
With each blast… of shriveling flame!
I look… See a smug dragon glowering…
And I really don’t have to guess who’s to blame!

Everwhere I look…
I see fangs and spines.
And they’re taking note
Of all the new ‘FOR SALE’ signs!
Though I am contused
I had best get used
    To the drakes
    On the street
    Where I live!
There are Drakes on the Street Where I Live
This is from the scene where Freddie finally finds out why his horse won't go anywhere near Eliza.
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Face them all, stand firm, and know
That you have sought the fate you face.
Watch the crowds, all screaming, go,
Strive for glory, risk disgrace.

They will hold themselves quite blameless.
You, they’ll fault for their own vice.
Those who lead them will be shameless.
Souls sold for a paltry price.

You desired this—now endure it.
You’ve done wonders, now hold fast.
Do your best, and yet be sure it
Is your blunders they'll mark last.

Face it calmly, square your shoulders.
Honor those who’ve gone before.
Let the slanders strike like boulders.
Take all they can throw, and more.

You are needed. Duty calls you.
Have the courage to work on.
That thing well-built still enthralls you.
It will last when they have gone.

What you make well will out-live you.
What you strengthen will grow strong.
Those who hate will not forgive you.
Take the blows, and do no wrong.
(Who to apologize to?)

Squatting on my Book of Kells...
Ribbons, hat and ankle bells,
Legs convulsing, jingling noise--
Damaging my equipoise

Morris Dance Spider!
Morris Dance Spider!

Now he's really on a roll,
Prancing 'round a ribboned pole.
Looking rather weird than cute
Who's that with the tiny flute?
What do those gyrations mean?
Plays a little tambourine...

Morris Dance Spider!
Morris Dance Spider!

Jingly, jangly,
Jingly, jangly,
Jingly, jingly, jangly, jangly!
Jingly, jingly, jangly, jangly!
Jingly, jingly, jangly, jangly!
Jingly, jingly, jangly, jangly!

Doesn't seem to mind my stare,
Bogarting my Morris Chair
Has an easel, what a sight...
Paints like a Pre-Raphaelite!

Morris Dance Spider!
Morris Dance Spider!

Jingly, jangly,
Jingly, jangly...
Morris Dance Spider
As if spiders weren't already sufficiently weird... Now he's preparing an illuminated edition of Dante Gabriel Rossetti's Inferno

DON'T STEP ON IT! IT'S CULTURAL!
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Light!
I am all about light.
Throughout the night
I delight in light.

In all creation
Illumination
Ending dark
Sustaining spark.
I hold tight to light.

Thrill.
Craft and skill...
I work my will
Light guides it still.

Gleaming
Draws me, scheming,
Sets me dreaming.
My flight to light.

Blinding
Isn’t binding
I’m not minding.
I must fight for light.

Rage
At my cage.
Tap the gage
To sight the light.

Quest.
Not duressed.
It is best
To ignite light.
Cairns
Birthday present for a spirit and soul of fire, whose gleams I watch amazed from what I hope is a safe distance.  May you see and sense it, Alex, may it guide you on some good course.
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Hidden treasures
Age-old pleasures.
Things that last
Scooped from my past.
Paltry, yet so vast...


Fleeting glances,
Old romances.
Long-gone beauty
Now, my booty…
Some still unsurpassed.


Drew this, did I?
Really can’t deny
I had skill.
I’m at it, still.
With my brushes grasped.


Another year gone.
Yet I work on.
Monsters, Photos
Still, I do those.
Seems my part is cast.


Paints might splatter--
Make it matter.
Draw it, share it.
I still care, it
Has gone by so fast…


Grim persistence
My existence
Leaves its traces
Art, skill graces
Life that’s held tight-clasped.

Artist, Looking Backwards
A birthday present for my dear and skilled friend, Robin Grenville-Evans

theoldgoat1955.deviantart.com/

who continues to share the weird, wild, and wacky with us all, despite the best efforts of... DRAGONETS!  I rejoice to share a planet with you, Mate.
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MensjeDeZeemeermin
Wendy Terwilleger
United States
Just a note...

I am very grateful to any artist with the kindness and consideration to share that person's creativity.  It takes courage, gives someone a real chance to hurt you with a cruel internet comment, and you risk your most precious dreams and visions being trampled or mocked by thoughtless people.

I am very grateful.  I try to make some small return with praise, support, and USEFUL NEVER CRUEL comments.  If you can't say something nice... But I also know, very well, the ache and emptiness that comes from no feedback on something you had the courage to share...

AND... (not a 'but.'  Please don't ignore everything before the 'but!')

When you put a large, obscuring watermark through your art, you are obviously more concerned about someone stealing your work than seeing your work.  As I see it, it rather negates the whole thing involved with putting it up at all.  I want to see the picture, not a distracting graphic--and not all watermarks ARE distracting graphics!  If you make that impossible, it's your choice, but know this from me:

I will not comment upon or award a 'favorite' to any picture, no matter how good, or how in need of friendly suggestions, that has such a large and distracting watermark upon it.  By all means, do whatever you wish or think best with your creativity--but when I can't appreciate it, I won't support it.  I hate to say this in addition, but it's a simple flat truth--most of the stuff I see protected by a large, distracting watermark didn't have snowball's chance in Hades of being copied or stolen.

To those of you who so unselfishly share--thank you, so very much.

Wendy

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benitezdk Featured By Owner Mar 14, 2017  Professional Digital Artist
 hi!  mensjedezeemeermin  ... Thanx! .. :hug:  :heart:
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LegendaryNayla Featured By Owner Mar 11, 2017
Also....thank you greatly for the llama! <3 You're so kind. <3
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edgequeeen Featured By Owner Mar 10, 2017  New Deviant Student Digital Artist
Thanks for the llama!
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Schneeauge Featured By Owner Mar 1, 2017  Hobbyist Digital Artist
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MensjeDeZeemeermin Featured By Owner Mar 2, 2017
Thank you for sharing so beautiful a picture.
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DarkRiderDLMC Featured By Owner Jan 26, 2017
You are one of my weekly (or so :D) featured artists.  I chose the Komodo shot and Strike so they suffer not to feature.
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MensjeDeZeemeermin Featured By Owner Jan 26, 2017
I am very honored. Thank you very much.
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DarkRiderDLMC Featured By Owner Jan 26, 2017
My pleasure :D
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izabelabe Featured By Owner Jan 15, 2017
Hi, thank you for all the comments. I really appreciate your support :D
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MaysSantos Featured By Owner Jan 11, 2017  Professional General Artist
Thanks for the Llama!
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