Friday, May 20, 2011

The Dragon in His Den

The Dragon in his den,
separate from men,
in a world of his own making,
unattached and unacknowledged.
He is angry that the world
does not notice him,
does not bow down to him,
so he ROARS!
He spews his anger and his pain
on everyone he meets, then,
grows silent again.
He yawns his boredom at authority,
he never meets your eyes,
He strikes!
then scampers back to his cave
to wallow in his own stew
of fear, self-pity, and arrogance.

~Kathie Adams Brown (May 19, 2011)


  1. I went to school with and later dated such a person. I wish he knew love, could accept gentleness.

    Well done.

  2. Sandy, how sad. It is true, how sad they cannot know or accept love or believe that others matter as much as they do. I'm so glad you did not stay with such a person for, from what I've seen, your life would have been misery embodied.

    Thanks for stopping by to comment. I know it has been a long time and I have missed my poetic friends at OSI.


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