A Desiccated Dragon
A Desiccated Dragon
This little green dragon so sweet and so small
Had lived most his life in the shade of a wall
He hid from the sun for it wasn't his friend
And he knew in the sun his life might soon end
But today in the shade of a bush he did spy
A little girl dragon that had caught his eye
She gave him a look that he couldn't resist
Cross over the sidewalk she had to insist
So out of the shade and into the heat
The little green dragon on little green feet
Started to scamper, started to run
Ignoring the heat of the hot summer sun
But half way across, he stumbled and fell
And thought that he needed to rest for a spell
But the rest that he took was a minute too long
And his feet were stuck fast,he knew something was wrong
So there in the heat, on the sidewalk he laid
And the high cost of lust was the price that he paid
Cold blooded he lived, hot blooded he died
As the heat of the sun boiled the blood there inside
Walking out of a meeting last Sunday with fellow poets, we spied a small lizard on the sidewalk - apparently dead from the heat. We were talking about where we got our inspiration for poems and I said it might be as simple as looking at something like this little lizard. One of the poets said we could call it A Desiccated Dragon. I went home and wrote this.
Copyright © Mike Dailey | Year Posted 2015
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