The Dragon Tree
I walked and dreamed until I spied a tree
That was shaped like a dragon, I stared, then smiled
Like a petrified piece of my imagination
I could see it plainly, so sat upon a log to begin my story
Knights in shining armor, upon dashing steeds
Dragons fierce and spitting fire, wings upon glistening bodies
Eyes staring, mysterious and forbidding, orbs watching
Dangerous yet beautiful in its glory
Maidens fainting at the sight, hoping to be rescued by the knights
Swords drawn, ready for a fight, noble men, brave deeds
They fought, and won, but sometimes lost, to beasts that flew
Around their heads, fire and strength, against cunning and steel
So my day was very well spent, as I weaved tales around The
Dragon Tree in the forest, where I walked one day
And sat upon the knee of a tree while my imagination flowed
Like the stream, wild and free
The Last Chapter 
Dragons, knights and maiden always good subjects for poems Jackie, nicely done.
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Not my best, but I try . thank you Michael
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You can do no more Jackie, my months end you will writing like a poet of old.
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What a nice poem inspired by a tree that really looks like a dragon!
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thank you tiny! I saw the picture and just had to use it.
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An enchanting tale.
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Thank you kim!
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This tree has such amazing character. It HAD to be part of an enchanting tale…didn’t it? I loved reading your post and imaginings.
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thank you! I saw that picture and just knew it had to be mine, at least for a little while.
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A fantastic poem Jackie.
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Thank you so much!
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