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Fire of the Forrest Dragon

Fire of the Forrest Dragon
I foretold the coming storm
The signs so plainly warn
Like sparks floating amongst a darkening night 
The earthen moistures and cool air descending  
My conjecture observed gave proof of my foretell
I viewed the sky’s nightning fire as prelude’s transforming
Luminous like the sun had touched the earth with her finger
I ran about telling the others we cannot linger
For the father dragon of all forest fires quickens towards us
As the people gather with arms folded tight
They linger like crickets chirping until morn’s light
Their interest shuns that which had been warned
Now stands as testimony to the truth I gave prophesy 
Run you fools, run
I spoke the plea for conforming fleetness
The forest dragon has found us 
And now takes wing the smoky sky a burning
For death rides this charring creature

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Old Buck

Date: 1/13/2018 11:10:00 AM

Mark: How many times in the last few years have we seen your "dragon" swoop down as "folks stood with their arms crossed." You're not just a poet, you're a prophet. :o) Let's see a new one. . . . soon. oldbuck

Mark Goodson

Date: 10/13/2014 2:49:00 PM

A forest fire fighter expressed to me that a forest fire is like a dragon descending down upon all in its path. He called the howl of the firey winds the breath of the dragon. He also told of how people were reluctant to leave its path, wanting to save all they can. He is always concerned about their safety but they elude the warning.