Dragon's Tooth
A top the verdant mountains of nirvana,
A most limitless effulgent radiance
Across azure sky, spilled crimson horizon;
a morning sunlight.
A knight stands, his hand gripping the swords white hilt,
His black tunic and cloak flapping in the wind.
The swords crescent hilt curved from a dragon's tooth,
he'd named, Dragon's Tooth.
He breathed in the aroma of petrichor.
He desired to see the dragons fly once more
Their large outstretched wings weaving between the clouds,
wild as black night silk.
Dragons roaring with the loud clap of thunder
Coloring the night sky with a thousand stars.
He walked home gripping Dragon's Tooth at his side;
their existence gone.
7/19/2020
Sponsored By: William Kekaula
Contest Name: Your Best Sapphic Stanza
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2020
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