The dragon’s breath

Posted: April 27, 2013 in default

 This poem is one I wrote straight out on 2 serviette’s in a Santorini cafe in 2007. I left one behind, took the other with me, but didn’t find it again until a few weeks ago. Huzzah! Tonight at we’re going on a journey. Join us.

Does the sunset at Oia
ever long for lonliness?

To sink unseen in a flare
of reds and ambers

Silently sucking light
out of the day.

Breathing a dragon’s fire
at the night.


  1. Paul Tobin says:

    Excellent poem. Good job you found the serviette! I read somewhere, years ago, that the bass line for Duke Ellington’s Mood Indigo was written on a serviette that was passed from bass player to bass player. I don’t know how true the story is but it made me smile.

  2. Oh, this is magic. I am lost in the colors, and can feel the heat of that dragon. Love this.

  3. brian miller says:

    intriguing opening question…and very cool closure…almost in contradiction to the sinking away and sucking out the light, and the silence….

    • welshstream says:

      Ha! Oia is a place on Santorini renowned for its sunsets and hundreds flock there every night to witness another glorious end to a day 🙂 … hence the question ….:)

  4. Mary says:

    Really like the visuals in this poem! How cool that you originally wrote it on a serviette and just recently rediscovered it.

  5. ManicDdaily says:

    Ah, lovely! I would love to go to Santorini and can imagine here a Volcano’s wish to be a bit more anonymous! k.

  6. Laurie Kolp says:

    Beautifully vivid. Thanks for sharing the original, too.

  7. Grace says:

    How amazing for you to find those words again ~ That must have been a spectacular sunset, breathing a dragon’s fire at night ~

  8. Tony Maude says:

    I love sunsets, but I don’t know that I would want to share one with hundreds of other people. And imagine being the sky in that place, knowing that every day a virtuoso performance is expected by a hungry, demanding audience.

  9. claudia says:

    Breathing a dragon’s fire
    at the night….what a sunset…just love this..and so cool that you scribbled it on a serviette as well

  10. No privacy for that old star. She’s too beautiful to leave alone. Your images are warm, creative. I could live with that dragon’s fire breathing.

  11. I must say this is awesome. So nice your found them again… would have been nice to see the one you left behind.

  12. aprille says:

    Yes, where does ithe sun spew all that red light?
    I should get out more: never get to sit on a cafe terras with napkins to write on these days.
    What happened to the one you left behind I wonder?

  13. BeingMama says:

    I love “To sink unseen in a flare of reds and ambers”, that we don’t see the Sun itself at sunset, but what the Sun does. Beautiful.

  14. Rowan Taw says:

    So concise, and so full of imagery : )

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