Saint George and the Dragon: A Poem Pt. 3
Plus: Celebrating the six-month anniversary of Marvelous Wonders
Celebrating A Milestone
This month marks the six-month anniversary of this newsletter! Your support and encouragement have meant so much to me over the past six months. Without you, I would be sending poetry out into the void of the internet. Instead, my hope is this newsletter has been an opportunity for me to share beauty with you, as an expression of love, and these poems have brought a little light to your day a couple times each month.
I've truly enjoyed writing and sharing these poems and without your support, I would not have made it this far into my journey as a writer. Thank you!
Revisit my first post to read about why I started writing Marvelous Wonder:
Onward to today's poem! St. George and the Dragon Part 3. I've included Part I and II so you can easily read what has been written of the poem so far.
Saint George and the Dragon - Pt. 3
In the days after the Word ascended enfleshed Signs and wonders spread east to west I, too, witnessed the courage and valor true Of the saintly George against the serpent he slew I heard the whispers as they slithered "It lurks in waters dark and bitter Veiling the shore with vile foul air To devour all who dare draw near." Terror crept from the edge of the village As a thief moves at night to claim his pillage First one then more were taken to the deep Leaving widows to mourn and loudly weep The king and council gathered together We sworn to protect and to duty fettered Yet hearing how monstrous the dragon be How swift, how quick I saw courage flee The chamber filled with cries of fearful men Such that order could not be found within Then slipping silent into our midst came one With a deceitful heart and sly forked tongue He slowly wound along a crooked path Parting guards and swords as blades of grass Until the serpent's servant stood face to face With the King who he wrapped in a grim embrace "Lord of the land and men gathered here Cast off your woe and be of good cheer I faced the one who dwells beneath the lake Vast are his wings, at his stride earth quakes Yet upon our people shall rest sacred peace When we have as a protector the holy beast I shall be your priest and he will be your god To whom is offered gifts by the cast of lots Blessed will be they who no longer confined To the shackles of flesh and limits of time Become one as a bride and bridegroom wed Sacrificed that wrath and appetite be fed"
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Thank you for reading!
With gratitude,
Drew Chancey