Just a poem I wrote for English but never got to present it in class (which I'm a little sad about) and i've been reduced to 7 entires here on FF and i haven't posted anything new in a while. So! basically the concept of the project was to write a poem of someone famous from a movie, video game, book, whatever. And i was in a HTTYD mood so I came up with this poem (guess who it's aaabbooouuutttt *hint hint*) first line is obvious, name of the poem is a dead give away
so anyways, i own nothing but the blood sweat and tears that went into this poem (okay there was none of that) but you know what i mean!
Night Fury
I'm the offspring of lightening and death itself
I have skin as tough as chain mail
And a scaly hide as black as night
I hunt under a moonless sky
And soar high above the clouds.
I breathe fire, setting everything in sight ablaze
I roar into the night before each strike,
To let my presence be known to all
I am a predator, I am invisible
Feared by those all around the island
For anyone who crosses my path
Never gets the chance to tell the tale...
So this is how my day's gone so far
I have set a few catapults ablaze
As I soar across the sky
While my friends have pillaged a village nearby
I flew up high and touched the stars,
And scorch the fields down below
I ready myself to destroy another target
Suddenly I am falling, I scream.
My wings are trapped against my body
As I am shot down from the heavens above
By an inferior and primitive weapon of sorts
"Vikings!" I thought,
As I plummeted to the ground down below
They have been our enemies for centuries
Though this cannot be a normal Viking
For no mere human has ever captured me
I crash through trees and injure my wing
Trapped and helpless, I lie here in pain
Bound by ropes, I struggle to break free
I cannot.
I stay here trapped all day and night
Could this possibly get any worse?
A gasp behind, I'm no longer alone
I spoke too soon
A human, or should I say talking fishbone?
Stands over me in triumph with a knife
In hand
Is this the Viking who brought me down?
He stares at me, I stare at him
He says he will cut out my heart
I stare at him with fear,
As he holds the dagger over his head
I close my pale eyes,
As I wait for the end to come
But it never does, then something unbelievable happens
My emerald eyes widen in shock and disbelief
While my irises narrow to slits,
I hear the sounds of ropes snapping
As they are cut loose and fall away
Finally! I am free once again!
With a growl, I am above my savior
My talons pin him to the ground
He stares into my parietal eyes with fear,
Wondering if he had made a grave mistake
I stare him straight in the eyes
And roar to let him know my wrath
Before flying off into the distance
Jumping from tree to tree as I scream
That day I lost my flight,
But the next day I made a friend
For life, we would never be separated
Because we relied on each other
To touch the stars so high above
