Daver Austin Poet Narrative

Dragon

DRAGON

Long    long ago
On a barren mountain top
O’er looking a parched valley
Lived a horrid    olive-green dragon
He was very large    as dragons were in olden days
But    because of his eating habits
The olive-green dragon was twice the normal size
He couldn’t fly
He was too heavy
Couldn’t breathe fire
Was bone-lazy    and
Actually wanted to be friendly
But!
The farmers feared him greatly
The farmers feared those days when they found
    much of their crops had been eaten by the 
        olive-green monstrosity
About dusk on one fateful – one might say fatal –
     day
The mountain began to shake
A rumbling noise was heard  
Growing stronger by the minute
The farmers were in mortal terror
At last the olive-green dragon was become vicious
The rumbling grew even louder
The farmers all cowering in their huts – their huts
    made of nothing but grass   straw and twigs dropping all around
Doors were closed    windows latched     
All to no avail they finally realized
Then 
This thunderous    all consuming     WET    BELCH!!!

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Kabuteng P.Ink K. February 12, 2011 at 10:37 AM You sure got me gripped in this very creative write, Dave-- love reading through this and didn't expect that ending, too! Too funny, he couldn't breathe fire but he can give a wet belch, lol :)

Andrea Dietrich February 9, 2011 at 2:01 PM oh,my goodness, how did i miss THIS One?? Hmmm, I am thinking the wetness of it may have been of some benefit for that parched community?hahaha. thanks for always commenting with your clever replies to my poems! Luv, Andrea

Constance La France February 8, 2011 at 2:48 PM You are a wonderful storyteller, Dave, I was captivated from the first word to the all consuming WET BELCH~~

Sara Kendrick February 6, 2011 at 8:05 AM Oh! Gross me out..Good one that got my attention and held it..A miracle for one with ADD..HA!..Sara

Nette Onclaud February 5, 2011 at 10:11 AM oh daver... such an astounding element of surprise!! great timing this piece has... like , like !! :) huggs,, nette

Elaine George February 5, 2011 at 1:49 AM You are a riot, dear Daver. Thanks for making my day. What a hoot! Love, Lainie. Have you ever thought of writing kids books?

Carolyn Devonshire February 4, 2011 at 1:40 PM Oh my, Lord, that's a riot!! You sure tickled my funny bone with the dragon's belch. Thought it was going somewhere else. You must like twisted endings - Hitchcock style! Love, Carolyn

Skat A February 3, 2011 at 9:22 PM WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN DAVER, I HAVE BEEN MISSING YOU FOR A LONG LONG TIME.. WELL MAYE ITS ME MISSING IN ACTION. I'M STILL ON TOP OF THAT MOUNTAIN ... I LOVE THIS LITTLE TERROR YOU HAVE GOING IN THIS STORY.. LOVE IRMA

Linda-Marie Sweetheart February 3, 2011 at 6:30 PM Super duper write Dave and reminds me of the movie about the Dragon who could not fly but scared everyone by his presence.. luv the wet belch at the end.. always making us smile luv..