Hi, here's something I wrote today (slow day at work so far... :-) )
The Golden Dragon
The golden dragon laid an egg
then left it unafraid.
a warm nest in which to keep
the baby giant there to sleep.
the golden dragon broke the skin
the egg was shattered, broken at the hinge.
a child play born,
bouquet of golden flowers was adorned.
the golden dragon drew its breath
the world he sought high from its cleft.
young and dashing and ablaze
to smite all evil was the phrase.
the golden dragon counts its days
counts and mourns while she's away.
bringing food to the nurslings
atop the ever familiar landscapes.
the golden dragon turneth sage
its youngling gone and he's with age.
its treasure he values beyond count
she is there with him under the mount.
the golden dragon has its horde
in gold and jewels and goddess know
let us slay the wanting monster
crack it open like a lobster.
we, men, know best
and to hell with all the rest.
A golden dragon was there once
the legends say and prance
but now the glory lies aground
beneath our charcoaled town.
I could not resist and nod sadly
hovering above the chasm.
Bill Callahan
13 years ago
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