There’s a dragon in the garden.
Huffing, puffing, billowing smoke.
Trees recoil in abject horror.
Dragon’s noisy.
Hissing and sparking.
Dragon melts in to the atmosphere.
High-flown brazen.
Hideously beautiful.
He puts forth his strike.
Striking out at dried out leaves.

A stupendous bang.
An explosion of long dead transmitters spray across the lawn.
Popping loudly as they fly.
Spawned from dragons guts.
Someone fed him a disused T.V.
From his belly sparked kaleidoscope of coloured lights.
Children should not feed the bonfire.

By ladylivvi1

© 2014 ladylivvi1 (All rights reserved)


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