PoemsBrowse PoemsSlamsFresh DropEchoes
LearnWriting TipsPoetry TermsPoets & ArtistsBooksFor Teachers
ExplorePoetry GenomePoem MapEchoesTake ActionGroups
AboutWrite a PoemDonateSign UpLog In

There Once Was A Dragon


 

There once was a dragon.

He breathed fire.

He was bright pink with golden stripes.

But he wasn’t a mean dragon.

He was a nice dragon who flew around and gave people cotton candy.

 

There once was a dragon.

He breathed fire.

He was green with rough scales.

But he wasn’t a mean dragon.

He was a shy dragon who stayed away from people who were scared of him.

 

There once was a dragon.

He breathed fire.

He was emerald green with coarse scales.

But he wasn’t a mean dragon.

He was a misunderstood dragon who hurt people because they hurt him.

 

There was never a dragon.

Dragons don’t exist. 

©All Rights Reserved

Something wrong with this poem?

Share

Replies are closed for this poem.

Your Poem's Voice

See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.

Comments (0)

No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.

Log in to leave a comment.