Tears of a Portrait

In hollow vast extensive inner halls

I see, peruse, past generations portraits

Oh faces long forgotten

Of memories begotten

Of other lives and joys and fears and straits

It is an anniversary

Of coming from the nursery

My body, soul and hopelessness today

If only doctors had deemed me unwell!

And brought on me all powers from all medicines

Had made me dance the sound of all their symphonies

Perhaps fate would have not imparted sorrows

And yet I stand here bare on this occasion!

Of falling into bitter envy’s clutches

Of seeing faces and, based on mere hunches, 

To deify such long gone generations!

Without a clue of their own desperations!

I see I am a worm of smallest feelings

The exposition staff do, still, observe me

No doubt they herald last turns of the clock

When doors are closed and tightly comes a lock

I better move and shamelessly depart

From all this sick unmeasurably ogling

A jealousy invisible yet flowing

From my one visage static to another

Though portraits’ ones hide their emotions better!

I cross the gates and exiting the building…

I cannot stand to think and realize

What putrid man is walking in my shoes

I am this man whose reason for the blues

Is moral, unrelenting, a disguise

Whose mental faculties will not suffice

To change an act and humble through regret!

To take a stolen artwork masterpiece

Through plan devised by me in piece by piece

Still stashed in hidden shadows, guarded place

To take it back and show it oh I must

I must! I must! To load off clawing agony

Of inner blaring thrashings of mine soul

So finally my truest self can know

Peace!

And still, I hoard it hidden tightly, greedly

I cannot give away the power freely

To bask in all the marvels of the brush!

It is indeed today an anniversary

Of time of birth of me, though also verily

Is also date that I once took hold hurriedly

Of object of a master’s paint and guilt!

Though masters of aesthetics and ateliers

Pale when against those of regret made felt!...

And even though my mouth can say these words

My mind can think these feelings

My heart can take these reelings

What good is all of it!

What good is keen awareness

Of reason for my sadness

Of urging for my gladness

If just won’t execute

The obvious accessible necessity

To make capitulation in simplicity

My arrogant self!

I still give me the gift

Just like on fated day

To find myself a way

To hurt because of it!

My gazes at the painting

Their power and the longing

For no more be prolonging

The pain that I maintain!

Oh, oh but yes the gazes

Are optical blazes

They surely so are burning

The painting and the paint!

I need to hide it deeper

In darker a container

A coffer or a safer

I need a mausoleum!

Just any stout protection

From rigid degradation

That from my observation

My eyes will kill the art!

I must do it again

The previous attempts

Were merely some portents

That it need be done once more!

This shovel in my hands

And silence of the night

As it hangs by my side

Shall be signs thus so spelling

Events here to unfold

Amidst the mud and mold

Embracing us the cold

The masterpiece and I!

You will live underground

My square, artistic lover

The earth is tender cover

You will not die again!

From sights mine irresponsible

You know how I am loveable

There won’t be no regrettable

Corrosion of your canvas!

Loud sirens scream far, distant, yet they cannot comprehend

Emotions so imbuing from a watercolor friend

Of mystifying visuals which can a psyche rend

Torn! Torn!

This heaving, this strained heaving of the dirt to seal the tomb

Devour, earth! The veil of brown this heaving makes a womb!

And may my darling painting find its comfort from the sun!

And from the eyeball lasers that I always ever spun!

You cannot stop it, two law officers won’t be enough!

You drag me to the siren’s scream that I already knew of!

But though my feet now streak the earth

A pulling from four strong arms’ girth

I know that treasured opus shall remain protected!

From searing rays of eyes of mine that could not be corrected!

It will not burn no more!

My eyes!

My eyes!!!

The depth of the Fang in the Night

The glaring sun to shine on the horizon

Announcing the oncoming hand of destiny

Still held the great details veiled in secrecy

About the future threat to slickly loom

About in warrior’s there the close vicinity

She had the sweat and nerve of expectation

In standing pose, defense of all her nation

As she had axe in left hand gripping tightly

The shadows slowly grew and were encroaching

As sunset grew a fading gleaming weaker

The bushes of the valley were no better

At telling from where beast would be approaching

The armor of the fighter fastened highly

Was only limited a placed protection

Though not much for assault made with precision

Of vital points of blunt denial hardly

When suddenly a motion strong and rapid

Was figure surging such as furry lightning

From vegetation whence the creature hiding

Was executing pounce of intents sordid

To target present passive that defender

Who quick erected her shield for survival

With right hand lest her grim death would befall

The act prevented just the beast to rend her

And it recoiled mad and disappointed

The jaguar roared with its fangs bared in front

The metal-clad intruder to affront

Still bearing life quite uneliminated

She took on a new fighting stance to deal

With monster now aggressive and revealed

The sole foul company in that vast field

That would rip out her throat without a squeal

It tried attempt again at slashing vicious

In her direction searching for an opening

Though she rebuked with axe cuts done so sobering

To make some distance strategy fastidious

So they reached equilibrium of space

Between the dangers swinging and assaults

Where panic and first hopelessness sure halts

With no lives on the line, it would be grace

Yet now it was a dance of deadly movements

The animal changed tactics used then suddenly

To rather circle her intimidatingly

So stirring apprehensive sentiments

Within the fighter thinking plan in mind

To make subvert the conflict’s current state

Before an error could spell it too late

To gather victory of any kind

She took from belt at back of her a flask

And threw it forward close to focused enemy

Who jumped avoiding glass and heating energy

Of burning fire birthing self at dusk

She took some more and threw some more containers

Creating many flashing flaming areas

Encasing self in safely prison whereas

The monster could just witness crimson geysers

As it still stalked her dreadfully outside

And she took opportunity to rest

To be prepared for how to slay was best

The enemy and bring as proof the hide

But unbeknownst her underestimation

The jaguar through the flames fell unto her!

The searing was no measure to assure

Her safety from that mad determination!

The grazing teeth instilling desperation

Next to her skin, to move before her eye

Bare inches ‘tween a tearing gone awry

A deep excruciating laceration

As hulking frame o’ beast entrapped her body

Her angles were unfit for lifting that

Monstrosity of muscles stench so great

Could easily make her deceased and bloody

She only managed skimly her survival

With gauntlet holding barely beastly throat

Preventing closer reaching of that stout

Maw and the neck which meant the doom of all

Her efforts to save children and the elderly

Who like departed ones were tender prey

From jaguar feasts engorged on past a day

The feline hulk insatiable and hungry

The warrior jerked and forced with mighty force

Both her and predator of vast extents

Apart as with her deftness of both hands

She stood and got her axe with hurried grace

And in the crux of both combatants clashing

The jaguar leaping for a bite on jugular

The fighter swinging her axe in mid-air

And battle’s resolution coalescing

The woman intercepted the attack

In slashing deep in neck of girthy flesh

A misdirection of a fang-bore dash

A veering of a brunt in now night’s black

The beast was breathing hardly on the ground

In jerky motions random and spasmodic

To end the scene of lurid and pathetic

She brought down blade of weapon for an end

And thus was placid final time of menace

No more a roamer at no more outskirts

Civilization’s and no more of hurts

Of souls attending burials with grimace

A steel of drenching liquid now dislodged

A panting fighter at the edge of madness

A breath of rightly earned cathartic gladness

A jaguar sentenced for own nature killed

In Distance and Strife

The highest coldest peak of whitest mountain

Is housing gentle, elegant a fountain

My lover!

She’s prancing next a glacier bright and splendid

Of beauty just like hers, true, pure and candid

The features are divine quite a design

As magnificent traces do align!

Oh

My heart

Is palpitating just from passing thought

Of her that mind of me has brought

Along the wintry minutes of the night

That memories inside me do a-light

When softer seconds hold me here reclining

And its remembrance, own, as well, defining

For new tomorrow, future, a posterity

To bring me other fittingly serenity

At moment when my love appears again

Upon imaginations of my brain

And if she ever dares to dare to doubt it

That even far away, her I’ll remember

As far as logic or soul will permit

I’ll be cause, in this battle, for surrender!

The cannons of my inner passion lit

Are full of ammunition in each chamber!

She oughtta be prepared for every hit

To shake her to her core alike a blender!

And if she doesn’t understand that all

I’ll be a little saddened figure slender :(

But it is an acceptance, rather, truly

That moments in this life can be unruly

And situations can result in ways

So unexpected as is all our days

A battle won or lost, can come forth either

The guessing game is as vain as the ether

Though verily what can be said regardless

Is that my love for her is simply boundless

And such is case itself precisely

That coming is another cannon shot!

The ending of this war was called reputedly

Now be prepared for lead balls coming hot!

The winner will someday but rise decidedly

And till then confrontation will end, not!

And peace will only rein but absolutely

In love’s the battlefield vast range minutely

Just after these emotion’s blows so brute-ly!...

In rhymed extensive verses of a poem

From which artistic stock I take a loan :p

Oh No

Through animosity, the gods forsaken

Unbroken, punishes the innocent

Through hells and darkness forcibly undertaken

Till agonies produce the tears so coveted

Aspired with their gleaming eyes and hunger

To once again profusely produced

Be ecstasy of neverending party

Alarmingly is welling from containers

Though prudence is a fruit partaken hardly

As they continue with the song and dance

Chance carrying the burden of such recklessness

So often called by them as “confidence”

Til sudden rupture can create a flood

Would be an easy and, too, quite avoidable

Catastrophe of overwhelming blood

If only if a gaze was turned at backs

Cracks horrifyingly attempt denouncing

Yet there is negligence in use of necks

But there is never late time for comeuppance

Glance little is sole thing needed to take

To realize the instant happenstance

Plenitude Serenity

Gargantuan and dreadful inclinations

Descensions from a sharp and coldest spire

Are plague to scatter towards many nations

To rot dissolving plenty stalwart structures

Allures deceitful with their foul designs

To bar from sickened ones their needed cures

Are putrid tar that clinging strangles skin

Akin to predator with flesh in fangs

Whose feasting is about yet to begin

It creeps and shuffles where you’re least expecting

Erecting darkest bastions of hurt

And blasphemy and demons resurrecting

To rake and gash wide open tender prey

Way of them guzzling done sadistic torture

That they perform tomorrow and today

Oh don’t deny don’t victimize your soul

Know that too in this moment in this place

What’s staunch and firmly-looking still can go

Away in swiftly theft so surreptitious

Delicious is to yank the unsuspecting

For those with oldest custom for the vicious

They still engorge just sharpest any agony!

Decidedly they bite the innocent

For their iniquity there’s never “finally”!

Your only hope is purest path of light

Replight your foremost vow from the beginning

To never falter and to know the fight

That once you saw and knew within your self

Undeath was fate you promised to avoid

And never have unmade your whole in half

That is the way o’ merciful salvation

Damnation cannot touch or graze upon

Those who have staked the truthful affirmation

Of serving life and light for all eternity

Abundantly to rest in caring arms

They will at end with plenitude serenity

A Heaven

Province holding a gargantuan

Succulence in tender meat

Solely nothing next to it

Rise of jaws in dripping nightmare

As a warrior approaching

Sword in belt and strain in hands

Far from coming for amends

Was extermination’s mission

Nearing crimson scales o’ nightmare

Resolutely she dismounted

Said farewell from horse she parted

Thing much greater was awaiting

Rending trees with blood ferocity

Claws of bone and solid danger

Monster easily a stronger

Being than the older titans

Providence could not prevent

The destruction unabating

Shards debris so far creating

Chance of one’s survival slim

Lest instructed and experienced

Individual was present

Serious and confident

Best if not necessity

Coming challenger then lifted

Arm in gesture enigmatic

Surging through her veins a magic

Bursting from it from within

A projectile bright and flaming

Darting over long the prairie

Reaching target dragon quarry

Plasma burning hot dissolving

Hardened plates to cover body

Of a creature agonizing

Spikes o’ painfully a sparking

Spitted blaze in retribution

And the fighter jumped evading

Decimating immolation

Searing hot in all creation

Brand of striking vile destruction

Then she turned in reposition

Spinning for the next maneuver

Reaching hands for earth the lower

Woman brought uprooted power

Fissures ran across the earth

Corners farther were embracing

Breaking cracking and defacing

Stretches long of solid ground

Dragon stumbled and then staggered

Gaps were viciously devouring

Feral victim bluntly falling

On unnatural demise

Naturally wonder conjured

By a dexterous combatant

Whose enchantment strong and blunt

Wholly opened up a weakness

Catching hammer with the sword

She approached in double weapons

Nearing sharping heels and talons

Doing what just she did best

Broken mass big calcified

And a piercing deep in juncture

Damaged pairing toe’s the structure

Stricken in strategic way

Roaring bellow echoed higher

Than the clouds above the mountains

Sprawled assortment of these pains

Thrumming whence it came again

Warrior attacking over

More again again again

An assaulting inner rain

Or a blood flow pumping outwards

Upper teeth down came a-bitting

Almost tearing her in half

Tumbled out on own behalf

Slower would not make survival

Of a woman facing dragon

Eyes to eye in cold fixation

Prior new retaliation

Wrath in newer bite from entity

She retracted and avoided

Jaws impinging closer near

Back oh back oh rear oh rear

Flee with newer sorcery

She did hastening her movements

‘Till a distance was created

From thing whose size suffocated

Thirty yards of safer air

Screaming the imposing enemy

Flood of lava came erupting

From a maw thus so disrupting

Singing pattern laid before

She protected self through magic

Barrier was conjuration

Barely wide robust salvation

Tree by tree obliteration

Fumes around the burning madness

Rivers orange bright destruction

She had witnessed execution

Plumes o’ dying rose above

Cutting shield when gush was ending

Leaving just the streams consuming

Spreading desolating making

Wing o’ continent a wasteland

Some was entering the cracks

Painted by the battle earlier

Though made area no easier

One for her to keep advancing

Casting spell beneath her, disk

Skating over deadly hazard

Skipping danger was not hard

Fling when aiming at a jugular

She got closer to behemoth

Even now dilacerating

Stock in mud trapped from escaping

Truly slaughter for a feast

She found point and angle proper

And with scene an opportunity

For a shot shot with fortuity

Holy missile streaking fast

Gashing violently it

High erecting neck to blare

Howl unbridled of despair

Culminating in a thrashing

To abandon easy meat

Shivers running through the body

In immeasurable worry

Through its living moments last

Lava from the throat arising

Out the wound in fatal leak

Meant an implication bleak

A decisive stark result: 

Long and reaching hard defile

Throughout fiend’s chest and extent

Melt-disfiguring the front

Wrong a function boring through

As colossal beast was bending

Failing limbs to lack in strength

Blanking eyes to have enough

Twas grim death’s the invitation

So colossal frame to crumble

Heralded a silent peace

Save for hellish constant hiss

To still scar the face of land

The magician tired panting

Slumped her flashing arms so finally

Ending confrontation magically

Spree of damage left behind

Necessary for solution

Monster was no little menace

Animals accept no penance

Story couldn’t gone way other…

Then dismissal of enchantment

When she safety found a sound

Of a nightingale small round

Haven soft and gentler grass

Than a scorching battlefield

Touching land were boots and soles

Side her horse in none a throes

Heaven of a job well done

A Drop in the Cavern

Great debris of unimaginable

Scales of hubris tall in size

Hidden ‘neath a sole demise

Late in life to come perusal

Of a minuscule far human

Far in reach o’ destination

Hidden ‘neath another nation

Sniff of prison under rocks

He could not envision then

When the sights for him producd

In a wonders’ moment mused

See beneath the situation

Of a planning in this wreckage

Simple fate to blow in airs

And careening to grim lairs

Laugh of ruin cold precise

The unfortunate survivor

Breathing calmly moments prior

Prior unsuspicious horror

Flee of tourism blown away

Contemplating dreadful options

Coldest came reality

All of concepts he could see

Reaching present fate’s delivery

Of a weighty monument

Of a stern and endless pressure

Lodged in darkness deepest fissure

Half of solid half o’ terror

The afflicted shaken visitor

Hand entrapped and other hearted

Far inside accommodated

Heartly holding every beat

Of a critter man of hour

Grim untimely situation

A transpiring pale vexation

If another second passing

Of unbearable the madness

Piercing sprawling chilling web

Of sensations ‘bout my deathbed

Off my trembling peace is out!

My perdition absolute

Clawing skin my situation

Of late hope the renegation

Why is tighter stone not loose!

Stubborn will not wrench away

Limb so tired of dismay

There is simply not a way

Form or artifice salvation!

For my gifted crisp of exit

I see nothing I can’t sleep

For too drenched my eyes in weep

War of soul and heart of me!

In pull for my mental sway

I’ll decision missing promptly

Neverending state so somberly

Dim this tribulation hard!

Twilight covers my awareness!

And tomorrow comes the hunger

Lest I break free to no longer

Fight with me and urges mine!

To evade the rising moon

Breaking free nice easy soon

Surely pick o’ mine has room

Do a tearing and it’s fine!

Piercing flesh cannot hurt more

Than the patiently anxiety

Rasping rhythmically sobriety

Crushing vile my tolerance

Just a target swing fortuitous

But repeated for good measure

Maybe is some kind of pleasure…

But is freedom from demise!

Oh my stars what is I’m saying

In this moment fit for ponder

Truly answer is oh closer

Show yourself to me right now!

Cleanly I’ll concoct escape

An ingenious solution

Final rigid resolution

Sunny day won’t show itself!

Yanking jerking give up rock

Hardy are my deepest bones

Harder even is my brains

Sunking failure yours await!

Now was that a little quiver?

From some pebbles dislocating?

Humble avenue creating?

Foul of you to fool me so!

I will crack your very structure!

After leaving this your hellhome!

Strip you of your strength and name!

Try and stop the loud revenge

You hide back your callous threats

Of a bigger bro collapsing

While I stay you won’t be lapsing

Two or three fat boulders, will you?

The protesting person stuck

Heard a noise then heard a rumble

Thinking geologic tumble

Knee of water sweat in place

Yet it’s silence that due followed

All the same afraiding him

Drops and shiver toes to chin

Wet and flexible morale

Then to flourish freely fist

Man would have no thing of it

Pillar had throat he would slit

Man would break all opposition

Valiantly he dared to squirm

Motions showed rock who is boss

Though no gain made and no loss

Sadly so he melted whole

“What is it, is it you want?”

He inquired recomposing

With a firmer spine erecting

“Cannot leave it to tomorrow?

Satisfaction of your whims?

An affliction of my sorrow?

Is my time you wish to borrow?

Fraction of respect you have!”

Till a vigorous swing punishment

Laid on stony nerve above

Bit more bluntly than he’d have

Threw a rupture into motion

Open veins up germinating

Growing empty tree of wreckage

Filling him with fear and rage

Harden spirit boy he tried to

Automatic a destruction

Rock to crumble rock to rock

Ending sticking in a stack

Problematic shards chaotic

Though when dust was dissipating

And the lucky still alive

Art he managed to contrive

Lo it was configuration

His claw battered in a pocket

Hurt and free amidst the rocks

Not the last of all his shocks

This but promptly took away

Reeling straining just to fathom

All the lotteries he’d lost

Though this one was sole and best

Feeling he should buy more tickets

To his clearly fruitful fortune

Path of entrance still remaining

Took his self plus pickaxe running

True and ready for hotel

Striding through the beach of plastic

Distant desperation’s grotto

Vision slowly far and hollow

Being not like its insides

He so quickly entered hall

Climbing stairs his door to greet him

Slithered in by gap so slim

Scary dance of under sheets

He so furrowed and remaining

For a heart and hand start healing

Shower could come later filling

The vacation’s legend his

Space Job

Frolicking above the stars

On a night diminutive

Was the planet lone and captive

Licking comets just beyond

Gravitational its pull

On a very starry night

Dancing rubble with delight

Seasonal around the orbit

It was never a coincidence

How the shiny eloquence

Of the boulders’ breaking dance

Lit celestials with the sounds

Of another silent rumble

Shards of space rocks flying by

From trajectories awry

If they ever had one any

Darting through the shooting ship

Shooting through the space across

Voyage’s time had nothing loss

Parting from unknown the origin

Hull’s a-shoving floating obstacles

Trip presented its amenables

Alongside the inconceivables

Lulls of anything at all

Passengers aside withheld

In convenience they were stored

Cryosleeping so not bored

Rangers of the vast beyond

Unsuspecting of the creature

Lurking somewhere in the ship

Cables tearing in a snip

Making proper hidden nest

Sorting mucus as did best

Multilegged little scuttler

Building structures like were butter

Snorting here and now and then

As the crew erected selves

For a day just like tomorrow

No time for no bliss or sorrow

Was the company commandment

They propelled for the mess hall

Groggy lazy and the like

Juna, Hazy, Mark and Mike

Say another grayish day

Juna had her morning coffee

Mike was reading through the news

None commenting on own blues

Gonna spoil established mood

When a rattle and a crackle

Was enough for promptly startle

No one was expecting battle

Then at time of tasty breakfast

Scurry scurry through the duct

Comrades chilling shared a stare

Almost too much thought to bear

Flurry of four kinds of grim

Mike heaved baseball bat distressed

Hazy charged their trusty laser

Juna Mark each took a taser

Hike of searching there ahead

Over doors and rooms untidy

Shadows lighted and through rummage

Frantic at this day and age

Hover heads that wanted purge

Screech above escaping tail

Terrified the members present

Who just started to resent

Itch of space job for the money

Gathering the tools and weapons

Next they ventured deep inside

Passage’s mystery to hide

Thing they knew no thing about

Front them eggs and webs displayed

Planted trepidation seeds

Run and arm big were their needs

Stunt in time could save their lives

When a claws in face attack

Whole frame of small creature slashing

Vicious thrashing then a dashing

Man was Mike fell shredded throat

Juna screaming witnessed horror

Catching glimpse of monster left

The deceased in tears she’d heft

A surprise of deadly nightmare

Others shockingly uniting

Cocked their weapons sternly banding

Sudden the grief notwithstanding

Theirs the hunt to kill the beast

They proceeded after trail

Of the blood of fallen mate

Tracking lest it’d be too late

Way of following the animal

Finding it stopped on a corner

Creep appendages chelicerae

High alerting all the three

Readying for execution

When a pounce the speed of lightning

Targeted a helpless Hazy

Whose shots missed while hurting crazy

From spikes digging through the skin

Juna reached close with the taser

Trying to catch in chaotic

Swirl of friend high and spasmodic

Area where she could burn

The demoniac foul insect

Still defiling moving struggling

Over Hazy undermining

Free of capture or relief

Till a shock shook carapace

Trembling creature stopping motion

A relief from the commotion

Still it stayed on ground unmoving

And a rest came so without

An expected explanation

For abrupt finalization

Hand to lay on ground with body

Hazy Juna and too Mark

Unresponsive ruminating

Hazy too their wounds was tending

Hazy way for resolution

When a-jarring came a noise

Trio jerked in desperation

Weren’t ready new vexation

Then to promise a demise

Yet nevertheless they moved

In their sanity’s last stretch

Strained so hard by fate’s last fetch

That could someone comprehend

Weary midst the pipes advanced

In a jungle so confusing

Of materials were using

Really them for something (really)

Up until a sight presenting

Self for vision theirs relenting

As the meaning coalescing

Wrap around another one

Both of them turned on the taser

Hazy aimed at with the blaster

If they just could kill it faster…

Of two sides to stand against

Them now facing ‘nother species

One who managed end a brother

Retribution was no kinder

When one sends it for a life

Shot and ended little critter

So the humans there at ease

Were much thankful for a cease

At the stressful fight o’ violence

They turned off their fearful weapons

Watching stiffening the husk

Of the battle’s ending dusk

Day of darkest vile survival

And a turning for way back

They bore they depressing faces

For a member in last laces

Strand of Mike the best the last

And advancing through the tubing

Past the jungle towards quarters

They regretted prior orders

Brand of space job was dismay

Five Chances

Iron boots imprint the ground

Rigid steps to stamp the mud

Clear instead of heavy thud

On a swamp within the trees

Trudging was the lonely ranger

On a beastless quiet forest

Longing for his home and rest

Coming any time at last

He perused the vegetation

Looking for faint signs of life

Was devoid and less than rife

Free so he kept on his way

Till an unsuspicious shadow

Held a dagger and behind

Trunk and four more of its kind

Still held steady for an ambush

The maneuver orchestrated

Each in tactical location

For the greedy execution

Five of them upon the man

With their bladed weapons held

Eager for a killing strike

Any second would they break

Brief position to attack!

But the lone and armored traveler

Had two ears of perked and sharp

Heard a muddy splash to warp

What peace lingered in surroundings

Glancing careful at directions

Noticed subtle oddly shape

A misplaced appearing slope

Chancing where did not belong

In alert he readied self

For assault or surge of any

Trouble that could make of plenty

Slim chance of desired survival

Hand on own sword gold-lined hilt

Patience on his gentle breath

Wielding inner latent wrath

Stand o’ quiet when he stopped

On him ambushers just jumped

Shady dangerous assortment

One or two that close and confident

Ran for piercing in a gap

In between the plates of metal

Target hidden yet was vital

A connection meant fate lethal

Grim the fate of steel on flesh

But by weapon’s his reveal

Blocking swinging misdirecting

Thrust of knife that caused be failing

What a save of life that was

So the warrior stood sole

Hard amidst the group of bandits

Wanting some few bloody hits

No calm in their twitchy hands

Came another harm attempt

Fast employed against the victim

Sharpened spike directed in

Frame of armored great combatant

Who in bend and turn of body

Dexterously it evaded

Had the very air persuaded

To quick movement with a swoosh

Next blows many avalanched

Bracers blocked and barred them all

Which were not dodged in their fall

Best they scraped and slid and slewed

“Think you are so funny now?!”

Was a bandit woman growling

With her putrid teeth a-showing

“Blink and you will be done for!”

But the stalwart strong combatant

Kept defending taciturn

Not a bit of spirit worn

But for armor slightly damaged

When a raise of glyph-full sword

Pushing a hand with its crossguard

Staked its presence to them hard

Then a slash of strength did follow

Gashing one of them so vertically

Blood a-spilling guts a-showing

And before was realizing

Falling somber on the ground

The event had stirred upheaval

Screams and yelling uncontrolling

True emotions bare a-showing

Strife in vengeance and their furor

The man barely could protect

Own his joints from the barrage

Of attacks imbued with rage

Late he parried every one

Repositioning himself

Edging slowly better angle

From strategic way to strangle

Cheating that they managed to

Skillfully at disadvantage

He faced uvulas and bloodshot

Eyes more bestial ones than not

Truly taking all his energy

When a slice of his determined

Had removed a hand withstanding

From a thug not comprehending

When was any time he able

Pouring blood to drip on land

From unsightly chilling stubble

Agonizing on the double

Yelling stealer bending knees

Hesitating ones behind

Frozen front the stern and standing

Man defying comprehending

Thing that brought plan to such ruin

With another cut so violent

Arm of same one mutilated

Chorus sting of pain belated

Of the newly victimized

“Leave!” the knight at last had spoken

Their stability had broken

Though through legs and hearts deep shaken

“We’ve reached past that!” was the answer

With a swinging weight maneuver

Of his blade and body whole

Rended bloody ‘nother foe

Of the target taken life

Two left intact rushed for murder

Fixed and cursed in darkness gazes

Inhumanity of hazes

To throw selves at cold-blood enemy

Once again attacks prevented

By prompt metal in right spot

Multitimes in stabs a lot

Hence encroaching desperation

Mixed inside the mad assailants

Hopelessly to seek success

Trying trying little less

Had been than the foolish cat

Who in vain will push with legs

Toy it clasps with own forepaws

Uselessly they clenched their jaws

Knew their efforts were denied

Pierce of tearing got to one

Warrior had found an opening

Quick another breath was ending

Wince when other horror saw

Dislocating his utensil

Bent on roaring silent wrath

Warrior pulled just enough

Making villain fall while dead

The buffoon untouched remaining

Turned around in crazy leaving

Darting he was unrelenting

Drove self out and left friend bleeding

The victorious stored weapon

Turned around and walked away

Taken not by feelings’ sway

Hope for best already gone

The prostrated red and suffering

Left was whining on the floor

One learned witness of the gore

Spree befallen from a robbery

Enveloped

Through sure steps along the beach

Moving forward destination

Muscles fighting the exhaustion

Knew her journey how was long

She pressed heels above the sand

Footprints shaped of iron sabatons

Armor forged by many sons

Knee with luster under sun

Turning face for distant gaze

Over briny vast those waters

To where she wrote many letters

Loving someone overseas

Now just scattered past and memories

Same as grains she crushed beneath

Turned it over a new leaf

How the wind blows soft her hair

When a sudden wet upheaval

Came erupting from the sea

Danger she could not believe

Men-devourer of folk tales

A scales-ridden aquadragon

Burst from depths out to the surface

Many vessels said disgrace

Area filled with its roar

Tensed the fighter in her spot

Held the buckler and sword tightly

And assuming stance so mighty

Had her bearings for the worse

Preparation absolutely

Waiting for what may develop

Ready for what will not stop

Motion if the beast would see her…

Lashing out the monster dashing

Cutting waves in blunt approach

Violently dared encroach

Nearing woman at the surf

Gaping jaws before the crash

Moments quick and barely prior

Stratagem of witty warrior

Parrying teeth with her blade

She held strongly the offensive

Stricken angrily against her

Gauntlets hers to bar from deeper

Pierce of predatory bite

Alongside the tempered steel

Pushing at her from the impact

Though by luck she was still intact

Wide a maw there greeting menacingly

Slobber dropping from the squirming

Creature thrashing over sands

Bringing force upon her hands

Closer reaching coming centimeters

Till enough was had by lady

Twisting head of thing with grunt

Casting it aside as stunt

Few a seconds daring needed

The manhandled wrathful entity

Fast recovered then attacked

Once again with body rushed

Rage frustrated in addition

When its enemy so smaller

Vaulted out the way away

Making bite to run astray

Then its head turned to observe her

Stretching slick tail of the creature

Spiraled tall and promptly smashed

Though the target had evaded

Trying more the beast repeated

Each of strikes of thick appendage

Left long furrows on the ground

Visions weird that could astound

Ditch collection spread in places

The combatant’s racing heart

Managed constantly avoiding

That threat of swift mass bone-crushing

Rare a second for respite

So in act of fair emergency

She proceeded hasty climb

Up a palm tree using limb

Woe and mind and all she had in

Whipping at wood’s curvature

Beast barraged her with sharp hits

Blocked avoided though the bits

Shedding of the trunk fell down

All the while she was ascending

Higher and behind the branches

Till the dragon’s hurting launches

Tall as she could not reach easily

But the cunning devil’s spawn

Chose to change the tactics chosen

Circled tree in times a dozen

Shut down option for descending

As it equally was coiling

It with whole of body slippery

Closing in a prospect scary

Was of death without an exit

Yet the soldier slashed it back

Making use of her position

Driving mouth away in unison

That with nostrils bleeding out

Yet a vicious countermeasure

From the thing to rise imposing

Up its presence unrelenting

Let the woman feel some fear

Jumped the prey trapped previously

Twisting self in very air

And with blade she got to tear

Scaled flesh in abrupt the fall

Ripping many rolls of meat

Screeching joining consequence

Of that painful bloody sentence

Falling onto twirling animal

Which decided on revenge

Leaping from the perched position

Over treetop for aggression

Itch for ravaging destruction

From the column letting go

Slithery it was unfurling

And completely recollecting

Ram of fangs and claws came downwards

Repetition a maneuver

Placing weapon in the way

Sliding rush again astray

From a crush of her completely

That mass lustrous quickly passing

Her as followed its direction

Though she saw not the deception

At the dragon’s new trajectory

In contorting stretching body

It imprisoned suddenly

Her as scales closed in so wildly

Sheen and folds were all she saw

When the serpentine enveloped

Wrapped in rounding pressing presses

Of spine forcibly that dresses

Woman her in stranglehold

Of titanic solid curtains

She remembered midst the panic

Of the love she left on scenic

Bluff old coastal years ago

Maybe hadn’t left she truly

If on stage of direst hour

Rather than resentment sour

She longed for that warm embrace

But no seconds had she spare

Fixing handle of her sword

For defiant stable hard

Jut against the binding scales

Hoping for salvation rare

That of metal cutting meat

Just enough to make a slit

Opening to give her room

Till the force upon her broke

Section of the carapace

Like her own plan’s saving grace

Spill of blood and guts accompanying

And beast’s agonizing screams

That too arched the joints relaxing

Spacing from her in perplexing

End of furious constriction

Writhing creature dashing madly

In chaotic through the beach

Motions crying sharp with each

Following a waggling path

It directed self to waters

Calm despite the confrontation

For winds of that coastal nation

Sat at gentlest caresses

As the warrior stood witness

To the demon there returning

Diving spinning swimming churning

Stress and ripples overwater

To the last tip of its tail

And the splashing finalizing

Still so ocean was disguising

True the terror that just left

Soon the red was last the clue

Of the battle mark withstanding

On the sand and armor hanging

Noon the sun to all reveal

Swordswoman stowed steel and buckler

And with heave and body shaking

After minutes painstaking

Won and got back to her walk

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