After following Dante
He froze in treachery
Maybe it’s Alaska—
Hell or New Jersey?
No longer does he roll
With little Jackie Paper
Yet glacial wax wings
Stock up Pale Fire
Infernos spew
From his chest chamber
Thus, Puff’s Fate
Full circle, he’ll stand alone
Flame throwing coughs
Iced after thoughts
Judas, Satan, gravity
Coming down too
Lost irony
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February 24, 2011 at 8:13 pm
Hell’s Bells, it’s Alaska for sure, mate. (cough, cough)
Poor dragon. He hasn’t got a chance of snowball in, well, hell. Awesome photo and nicely turned 55.
February 24, 2011 at 8:17 pm
Very playful and ironic.
My 55 is HERE.
February 24, 2011 at 8:18 pm
What an awesome dragon–popular theme tonight. Mine is here. http://razzamadazzle.wordpress.com/2011/02/24/fridays-flash-55-dragon-races/
February 24, 2011 at 8:51 pm
Hell Michigan?
That irony may be lost, but you sure found it!!
Loved your photo, loved your 55!
You Da Man Dustus…
Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End!
February 24, 2011 at 9:11 pm
Thanks for being an awesome host, G.
I could never think of Michigan as hell.
Kick-Ass Weekend back atcha!
February 24, 2011 at 10:33 pm
Are you saying Hell froze over?
February 24, 2011 at 10:34 pm
new jersey…snort…lol…love the inclusion of puff…i knew puff back in the day…cough, cough…um, wait we are talking about dragons…nice 55 dude….
February 25, 2011 at 1:58 am
Handsome dragon, hard to take it as a fiery hell bent devil may care dragon though unless his breathe is as cold as ice — rather a good turn of phrases,
I loved that song Puff the Magic Dragon… clever and whimsical
joanny
February 25, 2011 at 6:59 am
Thanks, Joanny. Without giving too much away, consider Dante’s Ninth Circle of Hell. Perhaps him being frozen is just a product of environment. lol
February 25, 2011 at 2:07 am
Oh, that rascal Puff!
And what a glorious sculpture…
Here be my dragons:
Bacon-fat gravy
February 25, 2011 at 3:25 am
Dragon appears to be humble! Clever play with words.. 🙂
Nice weekend xx
February 25, 2011 at 6:24 am
Great picture! How did you get Jersey and Treachery…so playful. Poor dragon, bursting with puff, but destined to melt away…just melt…it’s super, I read it again and again.
Then I tried it without the picture and found myself stranded on the North Pole, having made it, out of food, knowing that this is it.
Intruiging poetry, good reading.
February 25, 2011 at 8:22 am
Irony, indeed! “Hell or New Jersey” made me laugh aloud. The strength of your language always strikes me, and it’s no less powerful here. The play on words, the unexpected–“iced afterthoughts.” Great 55!
February 25, 2011 at 9:58 am
I have noticed in your words, a purpose for the reader, a slight push forward that requires thought…a fine trait to have
Peace, hp
February 25, 2011 at 9:59 am
forgive me but the line about hell or new jersey…
i live close to NJ and have much occasion to interact with its denizens. that line sings to me. bwahahaha!
the rest of the lines ain’t half bad either but that just made me chuckle.
February 25, 2011 at 10:42 am
I just love that first stanza!
February 25, 2011 at 11:17 am
No more frolicking in the autumn mist for that one!
Nice 55, Adam!
February 25, 2011 at 11:52 am
What a fate for a flaming, blustery dragon. Did you help in the construction of this creature. What fun that must have been!!! This certainly beats the average snow man. Someone deserves an A for creativity…and so does your 55.
Mine is at:
http://rnsane.blogspot.com/2011/02/friday-flash-55-shivering-february-25.html
February 25, 2011 at 2:22 pm
I had nothing to do with the sculpting of the snow dragon—happened to drive by that and had my camera with me. The positioning of the sun at that time was pure luck.
February 26, 2011 at 10:30 pm
The first thing I noticed was the sun coming out of his mouth. Love it!
February 25, 2011 at 12:15 pm
This has got to be one of my all time favorites of yours, adam. Your snow dragon seems a lot more comfortable to live with than those mean nasty snow hags. ;_)
February 25, 2011 at 1:57 pm
This was a fun read…very nice irony with the piece.
February 25, 2011 at 3:01 pm
Remembering a scene of New Jersey night winter forest I once saw in a show.
What a firey spiral of little Jackie Paper’s Pickled Poetry Passion you have woven, Dustus!!! 🙂
Brill!!
xo
February 25, 2011 at 4:35 pm
ha – love it – but be careful – as soon as he starts to spit fire the whole glory is melting away…smiles
February 26, 2011 at 5:44 pm
This whole line here really struck me.
“Judas, Satan, gravity
Coming down too
Lost irony”
Excellent! writing my friend. I very much love your imagery and the way you approach poetry.
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February 28, 2011 at 7:44 pm
Well, one thing is certain, Adam.. this dragon is nowhere close to spewing fire!! Whheeww!
But I just read Teresa’s 55… and there, she has compared dragons to her racing thoughts… so with that in mind, I really wonder if I wanna “unleash” this snowy dragon.. I mean I wouldn’t wanna keep my thoughts imprisoned in my head now…would I?!?! 🙂
LOVED your 55, AD…. your words leave me spellbound…as ever!!