The Slaying Of The Serpent Of Morraine

A dragon slaying epic poem

 

Deep in blackened mountains

When chivalry held reign

A lonely knight came riding

T’wards the caverns of Morraine

Hooves plodding without echo

Into Satan’s Dark Domain

 

Belligerent advancing

The Demon den’s in sight

To slay the Black Behemoth

Is the purpose of the knight

A pure and godly mission

Which must end on this tonight

 

Like from a bird, a shriek is heard

That turns the blood to ice

A massive wingèd creature

Has the region in a vise

The warrior knows for certain

That no weapons will suffice

 

The glowing molten vapor

Emitted by the Beast

Reflects off piles of armor

Of the one’s who’ve made his feast

He’s conquered many warriors

From the greatest to the least

 

Invincible he claims to be

And none have proved him wrong

His ugly face is smug with pride

As he sings his devilsong

And eye admires with inner fire

His treasure all day long

 

The knight dismounts and creeps about

‘Til Leviathan’s in view

And sits and waits, stern of face

For the hour to be true

A glimmer in the darkness

Is all that carries through

 

The Serpent smells the horse’s breath

And pounces on its back

The helpless creature screams in pain

Its vision fades to black

The knight stands tall and knows that now’s

The time for the attack

 

The Devil turns to see his foe

A grin breaks through the gore

He spreads his wings on either side

And swift begins to soar

He’s quick ascending vertically

Ever more and more

 

The Monster gruesome roars with joy

At the pleasure of the feeling

Of horses’ flesh upon his lips

Still warm with blood congealing

His bloodlust now has been aroused

He won’t be soon repealing

 

The knight with courage now infused

Holds up a hand on high

The dragon’s coming swiftly now

The final battle’s nigh

With heartbeat racing, strong and quick

Yells out a battle cry

 

And as the darkest hour dawns

Knight’s helmet is removed

A beautiful woman is revealed

And judgment swiftly proved

For Evil’s slain by Love’s sweet fire

By beauty’s been removed

 

The shards of flaming dragon glow

They’ve burst into bouquet

The fiery flowers glimmer

In this sweet and joyous day

For the sun has come at longest last

To sweep dark night away

Reviews

[Ruth Carter]

Whoa, David! When did you write this? What a fine instinct you have for expression, story telling and rhythm! I hope to see more of your work, and to watch how you mature.

And, just because I see 'em, I'm gonna call 'em. Typos:
"on this tonight" huh? "on this night"
one's--possessive singular, and you keep the apostrophe. Plural subject and you drop it.
I was going to say something about the spelling of gruesome, but I'll have to check a dictionary first. It could be you're right!

I've loved your writing ever since I read the piece about whales you wrote when you were 7. They swam around eating fish and ships. I don't know if that was a deliberate pun, or something that came more intuitively, but I loved it. Put some more of your work up here.

[Leah Elisabeth]

This poem actually reminds me slightly of "The Hoard" although I am not completely sure why. Just a couple of lines are like that actually. I really enjoyed it though. You are very imaginative and you have a good feel for rhythm. Keep writing and put more stuff on here!

[Pauline Ramsey]

This poem definately had excellent imagery and I loved the story that it told. It needs a teeny bit of tweaking for grammatical purposes to make it perfect but other than that it was superb, excellent work! I loved this poem! :D

[thecoolone52]

hahah she must of been reallllllllllllly good looking then... great story and exquiste twist... to a poem filled with imagrey and creativety... sweeeeeeet write