This is presented in fairy tale form, but this is not fantasy. This is based on a true story, no happy ending. A tale of woe, and a tale of warning. The tale of Sir Frank, the musical wizard, and the dragon he was fated to battle for seven (7) years. Sir Frank fought bravely, and fully accepted that this battle was his responsibility. This tale is not told lightly, but with genuine sadness, and enduring love.
and talent 100 fold
he was a keyboard wizard
who conjured hard won magic
on a daily basis
riding persistent sentry
over his mighty sleeping dragon
keeping it at bay
protecting himself and loved ones
from its ravaging fire
this dragon had held him captive
for a number of years
having overtaken him one day
in a careless moment of weakness
when this wizard had been foolish
and let down his guard
but the brave wizard
Sir Frank as he was known
had again found his courage
and fought back the dragon
driving it into submission
difficult and tentative as it was
sadly though
the cunning dragon
would not be held down
and in a moment
when the wizard’s vigilence
had sadly waned
the dragon pulled Sir Frank
once more under his evil spell
on this fateful day
the wizard’s infectious laughter
had become infected lunacy
his beautiful dreams
had again become dread
as the nightmares returned
the dragon imprisoned the wizard
in its dark and haunted lair
it was reported
Sir Frank’s rants
could be clearly heard
above the bustle
of the homeward privileged
that passed unaware
of the wizard’s dilemma
the battle had raged
coarse rants and ramblings
rose from the rancid shadows
until in final desperation
fetid hands lit the fateful fire
that brought to boil
the white magic potion
of the wizard’s deliverance
he’d slipped the cold steel
into the froth of sweet promise
still warm with transformation
and drew the white magic potion
into the glassen’d vessel
of ultimate escape
tied and tapped into submission
distraught from battle
this magical musical wizard
impaled his demons
with the dragon’s dagger
hoping the potion
would drive back the dragon
saving himself yet again
but not this time
no deliverance this time
the dragon claimed the wizard
as silver-white dreams
carried him away
the wizard was gone
gone on his white horse
for his final ride
to the realm of no return
rob kistner © 2019
So sad Rob when this happens and you see the fight the sufferer puts up. You conveyed the pain of the situation so very well.
Thank you Michael. It is so frustrating when you want to make the pain stop, but all you can do your best… Frank lost his way when trying to recuperate from multiple back surgeries, to fix a broken back, suffered in a fall from a stage.
A sad story indeed Rob. Frank put up a good fight for as long as he could endure. Pain can blind our journey, making it all worthless in a glance.
Yes, it was tragic. He had such talent and an unfortunate accident pu him in a life of misery. OMG could he play the keyboards. He is still missed.
Rob – I’m so sorry for the loss of your friend. We don’t get to chose our dragon but we can chose how we fight it or accept it. Your love and admiration for him comes through in your poem, as well as his struggle and tragic end.
Thank you Irma. We all get dealt different hands, some are just so difficult to play – some impossible.
He was a great guy, fought long as he could. I still miss him.
Irma says is well, sorry for your loss!
Thank you Kate,
Wonderful epic, antithetical, thus so true. Jung would love this.
A very sad epic Paul, about a man of talent and courage, but fatefully human.
it is amazing how a drug (drugs) have taken over our country, our families…this used to be confined to the slums of large cities..now it is in small towns and sitting next to national monuments….i have no words for it anymore…just to step around it or over it and pray it does not infect anyone i love…bkm
It is even among those working in the offices of businesses and governments Barbara. “Light dosing” heroine or cocaine is more commonplace among professionals than you would believe – even during working hours.