Thursday, 31 March 2016

31 Poems

                Death of a dragon

She slays the dragon, wins the prize to choose
her prince. Eyes gaze along the line, peruse
distracted by the crowd,their cries of praise
the sprays of dragon blood which fade to ooze
infusing fiery blaze that fills the skies
whose body lies, immense, no longer flies
no longer preys and fries and fiercely chews.
The wise one dies defeated by a ruse
to lose, to miss the clues, betrayed by spies
Wings powerful no longer raise to highs
unseen cross hazy skies of greys and blues
through dragon death the princess pays her dues

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