Poems and Poetry

Dance of Dragons | A Poem by Alistair Muir

On soaring wings the dragons fly –
They swoop and dance and fill the sky;
Kaleidoscopic colours – hues –
Providing Terpsichore the Muse;
Their mating flights transfix the gaze –
Continue on for days and days;
But beauty can be dangerous –
These jealous titans perilous;
Rejected by potential mate –
The males react in angry state;
Attacks are made upon the ground –
Accompanied by fearsome sound;
But once again they take the sky –
Once more to dance – to mate or die.

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