POEM
GWEN ATKINSON
GWEN ATKINSON
'The Moon Dragon'
Gwen Atkinson '26 is a guest writer, contributing a range of fiction works for The Roar.Â
The shimmering dragon,
slumbering in the caves of the moon,
is awakened by the footsteps
The silvery eggs,
nestled in the clumpy breccias,
are woken by the stab of the flag
The moon dragon,
roaring at the disturbance,
is not heard through the thick suits
The clamping claws,
pulling the dragon up to the surface,
are not seen by the explorers
The geyser of rock,
signaling the dragon's successful ascent,
is not not seen by the celebrating astro-adventurers
But they all know to run,
when the fire erupts from the strange moon beast,
the spacecraft launches up into the endless black space
The dragon settles back down around her eggs,
content to guard them for eternity,
and the humans vow revenge