Dragon

The dragon sits still as limonite,

Its eyes as fiery as the sun staring

downward into my soul,

Its expression calm but its body

tense like a coiled spring,

Still sitting motionless like a rabbit

in headlights,

Suddenly it sprang to its feet

like a cheetah and took to the

skies,

It circled me like a vulture

before taking a steep dive.

Jaws wide I dodged out of the

way just before it hit the

ground………

By Woody