Lego Castle
The dragon battled brave knights
on my birthday, no quarter given,
but always outside the walls.
Over the day men lost weapons,
some legs and arms, and a head.
A bit of fun and fire, I said.
The dragon flew and flamed,
but grew tired, as we all do.
The castle was never taken.
Always tomorrow, I said
and gleamed my best destructive smile.
on my birthday, no quarter given,
but always outside the walls.
Over the day men lost weapons,
some legs and arms, and a head.
A bit of fun and fire, I said.
The dragon flew and flamed,
but grew tired, as we all do.
The castle was never taken.
Always tomorrow, I said
and gleamed my best destructive smile.
This poem is copyright (©) Phil Wood 2023
About the Writer
Phil Wood
Phil was born and lives in Wales. He studied English Literature at Aberystwyth University. He has worked in statistics, education, shipping and a biscuit factory. He enjoys watercolour painting, bird watching and chess. His writing can be found in various publications, including: The Wild Word, Autumn Sky Daily, Abergavenny Small Press, Ink Pantry, Ink Sweat and Tears, Streetcake Magazine and in a collaboration with John Winder.
