D is for dragon

The Wednesday ABC letter of the day is D

I am enamored of dragons: I collect them as figurines and carvings and toys. I also draw dragons. Some drawings are "serious", such as the large drawing of Dramock (my favorite dragon) entering a cave. Some are humorous, such as that of Brom, that mischievous imp at the right or like poor little Freebie at left below, who is looking for someone to adopt a little dragon who, when excited, breathes fire, which is bad for curtains, furniture and even the "I am free" sign that he is holding.

Dramock entering cave

Night dragon

Here I am looking at my dragon display case.

This is a Chinese dragon my friend, Frances Townes,
brought me from China. Chinese dragons have no wings.

This embroidery is approximately full size before enlarging.
Be sure to click on it to see the fine (almost unbelievable) workmanship.

I even write poetry about them. This sonnet is not new, but possibly appropriate:

OF MYTHIC BEASTS
I’ve never tried to trap a unicorn.
It’s not more graceful, say, than a gazelle,
an earthly beast I’m sure would do as well;
and what’s so great about a single horn?

Nor have I tried to snare a horse with wings.
I’ve flown across the sky, but in a jet.
I see no earthly use for such a pet;
I’ll save my sugar cubes to sweeten things.

But dragons! Ah, now that’s a different story:
great flailing tails that slither, thrash, and crash,
tough armored scales to hide the wicked core,
the iridescent wings a blue-black glory,
the knobbly claws whose talons rake and slash!
My favorite mythic beasts breathe fire and roar!

For beautiful "D" photos and entries go to Wednesday ABC! or ABC Wednesday Round 3.