The fate of dragon kind... (Form: Sapphic Ode) A Story Poem Entry
|The Forever Dream (Sapphic Ode)
Dark carnival glass colored scales,
impenetrable to the world,
hard claws that were meant to impale,
large wings unfurled.
In battles, victories declined
until its great numbers dwindled.
Withdrawing, it waited to find
A terrible vision of fright
belying a cognizant mind
trapped in a strange primal night
seeking its kind.
Such is the callous hand of fate;
A flawed design for revival.
Without a compatible mate,
A lifespan of unbounded length
makes breeding infrequent at best
and even with wisdom and strength
no future left.
It searches the earth through ages
with patience and hope in its heart.
At times at peace, then it rages,
Wisdom, like hope, comes in fits
as lands evolve gentle and fair,
and it retreats in sleep to its
The last of its kind, filled with dreams,
it senses the world from below.
It waits seeking wisdom it seems;
for men to grow.
Over the years that have passed
it has stirred, sensing a gleam.
False, so it remains in its last
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Form: Sapphic Ode
Line Limit: 100
Line Count: 36