Gershon Wolf Poet Sonnet

Dragon-Slayer

Sir Charming Knight set out one summer's day
Adventure sure to set femmes' hearts afire
To slay yon dragon lying in the bay
With sword and wit he'd wade into the mire
Past noon it was, no sign yet of the beast
Remembering the banquet that he'd packed
His gluttony invited him to feast
Sweet meats, strong ale; for nothing did he lack

With burps and belches did the poor Knight groan
He'd overstuffed his belly with cuisine
His innards writhing, heaving as he moaned
The pain intense beside his swollen spleen

Forgotten now yon dragon midst his woe
THEIR DEMONS knights must never first forego



              ~ Iambic Pentameter ~

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Caren Krutsinger July 17, 2020 at 2:18 AM The "burps and belches" got to me as it is 2:17 a.m. and I am up thanks to acid reflex. So if you wanted someone to read this who could RELATE you got her.

Evelyn Judy Buehler July 14, 2020 at 11:25 PM Hopefully he'll pass out before the dragon reaches him. :0 I enjoyed this very much, Gershon. I admire the way you're so good at writing so many different forms of poetry. Best of wishes. :=) Gershon Wolf July 15, 2020 at 9:15 PM Thank you for being so encouraging, Evelyn. I just keep plugging, keep at it. Sometimes it even works out the way I envisioned it in my mind. Cheers, Gershon