I wanted to do an acrylic flow painting on this large 4’ x4’ with some red. I tend to gravitate towards gold and blue and wanted to be bolder.
I finished it and hung it in a friend’s office for about a year. It looked good there but I wanted to do more with it. I picked it up, took it home, and I waited for inspiration.
I kept associating the red with fire and eventually a Fire Dragon was born. I love dragons and I really love how this painting turned out.
I hold tight to a monster with sharp metal teeth
His wings are made of fire, pure lava they seeth
He battles storms and chaos where I cannot
Soaring brave into battle, a genuine dreadnaught
He fights without fear, confident and bold
His eyes become my eyes, pinpoints of gold
Poignant and indignant to my predator’s gaze
His voice is my voice our words set ablaze
The defender of my soul, he doesn’t break down
Wading in the devil’s fire he swallows the sound
The noisy torment that crashes like an angry sea
The lies meant to drown the strongest parts of me
I am a princess locked in a tower full of emotion
Kept safe by a dragon, from a demon’s devotion