Rednaxela the Dragon
Near Chinatown
the king forsakes
his golden crown
but sword he takes.
In mid twilight
the dragon wakes
eager to fight
and battle makes..
The dragon roars
as flames creep higher
dense cold rain pours
quenching the fire.
with flaming eyes
and razor teeth
he brings demise
to those beneath.
dark leather wings
sharp talons slash
as lightning brings
a brilliant flash.
A soldier swings
his gleaming blade
and stone he slings
most unafraid.
The brazen king
then does appear
no sword to swing
He hurls a spear.
He lacerates
the armored skin
and devastates
the life within.
The dragon fails
to rise again
The king inhales
then laughs in pain.
Copyright © Alexander Smoljanovic | Year Posted 2017
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