Random Poem of the Day – XIX
by Michael Ball
Wings of gold, heart so bold,
Flying through the air.
A dragon swoops, and flies in loops,
To find a maiden fair.
Hidden in a forest green, captive of a wicked queen,
The maid awaits her hero brave.
The search by magic guided, finds the maid well hided,
Held within a deep, dank cave.
He vents his ire, with dragon’s fire,
And soundly smites the queen.
Reunited, wife and rider, they mount their golden flyer,
And soar into the sunset scene.