A tiny dragon came one evening

A tiny dragon came one evening

Dr Abe V Rotor

A house lizard strategically waits behind a table 

lampshade for insects to become its prey.

              On a dreary, dark night when the world is asleep,

A moth might come from some distant prison cell

To tell the story of a lonely tortured soul,

That I, too, have a story to tell.

But it was a dragon shrunk by Darwin's rule,

That came lurking for a prey from its den,

Reliving Elizabethan chivalry in the old days,

When the sword was mightier than the pen.

Into the Middle Ages that I imagined myself to be,

To meet my uninvited dragon guest as it might.

"Hello!" It greeted me, "George, I suppose?"

And it scampered away into the night.

And I, a pen in hand like the hero's lance drawn

Rose from this dreary dream to meet the dawn. ~