Just another poem I’d written thus far. Enjoy!!!
How an ordinary day it could be,
beyond that tree,
tumbling hills rolled freely.
A little creek whispered in hymns,
critters quenched their thirst on a whim,
a breeze rhythmically strolled through the realm.
Without rain or thunder to scare away the residents,
a boring day continued on without a special attendant,
here lay a cave where a sleeping dragon has been a resident.
A warrior in heavy armor, shield, and the sharpest blade,
crept slowly within the shades,
onward to a cave as he readied for a fate.
Nearing the cave, the breathless warrior’s thoughts ran high.
Am I doing this for everyone’s hide?
Am I doing this for my own pride?
For thousands of years, a dragon was asleep,
one brave fool warrior just woke a dragon up from his sleep,
in a flash, the fire raged out toward the cave’s opening and onto the creep.
Arming to the teeth, the warrior withstood the fire’s rage,
but he could not muster up his own rage to meet his destined fate,
yelling from his lung, screamed, “I’m doing this for everyone’s fate.”
Dashing toward the dragon with the sharpest blade and shield,
his emotion went numb, he was readied to kill,
suddenly he heard the dragon say, “hold back your heels.”
Dragon’s sudden talkative tactic unnerved the warrior,
nonetheless, he charged on for the pride of a warrior,
“I’m doing this for everyone,” he roared as a warrior.
The dragon bled out a river of blood,
but the warrior got drowned in the blood flood,
a bloody mess it was, but the dragon still stood.
Another slow breeze rhythmically strolled through the realm,
a little creek by the cave whispered a hymn,
critters quenched their thirst on a whim.
Perhaps, on another ordinary day,
another fool would try to prey,
a sleeping dragon that would sleep away.