Eyes
That glow
Red in the dark
And a tail long
That lashes
Back
And forth.
Thick hide
Dark scales.
Spines and
Hard plates
[sharp] Down the neck [angles]
To shoulders wide and broad, leather tough and veins bold, wings old
A strong back and rippled spine, spines and scales from an iron mine
Ancient legs that drag and carry ancient weight, no longer merry
Fire formed in cavernous lungs, fat hangs low on hollow bones
Too slow and old now to fly, still longing for younger days
And memories so old and dark of times gone by
Of men in gleaming metal with swords sharp
Of horses carrying armies over hill and dale
Of younger days and greener grass
Of chasing dames and fights with fire
No worries no troubles no pain
But time marches past
Scales fall off
spines dull
Eyes that
Once glew
Shut away
And men
Of metal
Armour
And
Steel
Win
The
Day
Poem about a dragon, written in the shape of a dragon- while I was listening to a song.... about a dragon
