Fairy & The DragonA Poem by Mario Vitale A fantasy poem Dragon found a Fairy Ring and quickly jumped inside! Heaven Forbid! Dancing round and round, he suddenly disappeared. Yes! He surely did! As he disappeared I knew that trouble would without doubt, now ensue. So I blew out my breath, and immediately did the same, I’d seen him do. As I landed, I followed the mob, knowing Dragon would be in demand. Sure enough, there he stood with the great sword Excalibur, in his hand. The future King Arthur was standing empty handed, looking kinda sad. Merlin, however, not amused, started chasing Dragon and looking mad. Without Arthur to pull the sword from the stone, Camelot wouldn’t be built. You might say that Dragon was in deep doo doo, all the way up to the hilt. Things progressed far worse, as Merlin shot crazy magic at Dragon’s face. He missed Dragon… leaving ‘Sir Mouse a lot’, in Sir Lancelot’s place. Dragon dodged a magic bolt, from Merlin, hitting Sir Gwain, like a mace. Yep, if this kept up, the whole round table was about to end, without a trace. So I jumped Merlin, bringing him to the ground, as I screamed at Dragon! Put that blooming sword down!… As in: YEP! BACK IN THE STONE!!! But by then I was changed to a frog, and a few croaks were the only sounds. Old England had become the new Mayhem Falls, both alive and now found. Suddenly, Grandpa Troll appeared, yanking the sword from Dragon’s hand. Putting it back in the stone, he bowed to Merlin and all of his medieval land. Next he grabbed Dragon by the ear, and me as I hopped across the ground. We quickly made an exit… by use of the Fairy Ring, now so very profound. Camelot’s problems, would no doubt, be from ‘Sir Mouse A Lot’s’ overload. Imagine what might have been, if we’d never helped see, that day bestowed. Would the world have been better? Would Camelot have longer survived? We’ll never know. But the Moral is: Beware of Fairy Rings and Dragons! For they can bring about the worlds end, as we know it, on any given day! Camelot had that story put on a Tapestry along with Arthur’s great event. He dutifully, also, pulled the sword from the stone… Yep… You might say… For them it had become ‘A Great News Day!’ As I did ribbit and hop away! © 2017 Mario Vitale |
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Mario VitaleWolcott, CTAboutPublished 1,000 poems featured on Poetrysoup, Starlitecafe, Allpoetry & Neopoet.com more..Writing
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