Revolte
12-18-2010, 11:12 PM
Each one seemed to stand alone just fine, so I split the piece into two separate poems, each speaking of the same beast.
“Beast Of Legend”
'Twas a beast so foul in stench
your nostrils toss and fight,
with wings so large and gut so hot
his breath lit up the night,
you could call his name and wield your sword
far beyond the stars,
but with tattered wings he'd aim and swoop
and cut right through your heart.
“Beast Of Legend: Warning”
“Worry not!” They shout
“The beast is but a fib,
deep within the children's thought
this brilliant stories writ.”
Well heed my warning friends you see
I say it's more then lore,
trust your nose and fear sky
or feel the dragons scorn.
“Beast Of Legend”
'Twas a beast so foul in stench
your nostrils toss and fight,
with wings so large and gut so hot
his breath lit up the night,
you could call his name and wield your sword
far beyond the stars,
but with tattered wings he'd aim and swoop
and cut right through your heart.
“Beast Of Legend: Warning”
“Worry not!” They shout
“The beast is but a fib,
deep within the children's thought
this brilliant stories writ.”
Well heed my warning friends you see
I say it's more then lore,
trust your nose and fear sky
or feel the dragons scorn.