Friday Poetry

So for this friday’s poetry I thought I would share with you all a poem from my childhood. I recently found an old poetry book that I had when I was very young and I have been re reading it. I have chosen a Dragon related poem because Dragons are brilliant!

The Sleepy Dragon


A dragon awake

in his mountain lair

where he’d slept

for a thousand years.


His treasure was rusty

his scales were dusty

his throat was dry

his wings wouldn’t fly

his throat was croaky

his fire was smoky

his eyes weren’t flashing

his tail wasn’t lashing

his claws couldn’t scratch

though he tried.


So he sighed

and stretched himself

over the floor

and went back to sleep

for a thousand years more.

Irene Rawnsley


Lady Book Dragon

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