The Tale I Tell

Above a great big sea of blue, I saw a dragon, and he flew while breathing fire into the air. He saw our ship, and this I swear: with claws he broke our ship in two. How sharp those claws! How mean was he! My shipmates fell into the sea. How awful were their frightful screams. I hear them still inside bad dreams and see them drowning in debris. From Hell I think that monster came. I watched our sinking ship – aflame. But luckily I never drowned. I drifted till a beach I found. The lone survivor I became. Like Robinson Crusoe was I. To stay alive I aimed to try. For days, for weeks, then months and years till I had used up all my tears, I truly thought alone I’d die. But oh, my goodness, one sweet day a friendly dolphin came my way. Upon his back he let me ride. Dear friends, the good Lord DOES provide though five long years I’d had to stay! I’d prayed and prayed, and now I’m well, back home and with this tale to tell. Although I’m saved and so relieved, my tale by no one is believed. I hope that dragon’s back in Hell! July 3, 2022 For Tall Tales 3: Quintilla Fantasy Fiction Poetry Contest Sponsor: Jeff Kyser