Fiery red eyes glare out of the smoky
mist wreathed in horrifying mystery.
Gleaming fangs flash in the abysmal
darkness gnashing ferociously as eerie
sounds emanate from the unseen beast.
Slowly ever so slowly it slithers from
its dark cavern in the bowels of Hell.
As it appears in the bright light of the
full moon I can see its terrible form.
A fiery creature some fifty feet high
with glowing yellow green scales upon
its monstrous form and huge delicate
bat like wings folded into its wide
body shimmer before my amazed eyes.
I marvel at the long sharp pointed
horns and terrible fangs that adorn
its slender serpantine head and
wince from its searing sulfuric breath.
My heart freezes as its cold red eyes
malevolently gaze down upon my puny form.
Quickly I raise my sword in vain
to fend off its fiery attack but
still I fall just another victim
of the dragon of the mountain.
Donavon Scott Vinson