A Poem

I was recently introduced to Abbey of the Arts - a blog by Christine Valters Paintner. She hosts a "Poetry Party" online - using a photograph to provide subject matter. Many wonderful poems get posted in response - well worth a look!
This time around, the photo is of a dragon - a gargoyle or guardian - from Riga, Latvia.
Please take the time to read her description - I wouldn't want to simply copy and paste - and what she says is well worth thinking about.

Being who I am, though - a dragon collector - I just had to write about it.

For those who care about such things, I chose to write an odd combination of two poetic forms: three stanzas of interlocking Rubáiyát, with a Limerick inserted between the second and third stanzas - as far as I know, an original form.

The Watcher - a Rubayick

The watcher guards the portal true
a blade of steel, a bow of yew
permitting nought an evil spate
allowing life and blessing through

The watcher sits beside the gate
accept, deny - for neither wait
the ruling comes with no delay
decision swift is watcher's trait

In watcher meet welcome and warding
The joining of giving and hoarding
the giver accepts
receptor projects
in each is the other a-borning

the watcher made the open way
He passed through night into the day
He will reopen Golden Gate
Eternal truth He will display