Bahamut Attacks

Bahamut Attacks…

…. Sometimes the Dragon Wins….



The sun went truly dark, and they impugned the moon

First thought was it was their God’s wrathful solar eclipse

The knights then fell frantic, fumbling with their pantaloons

Reaching quickly for the armors they would have to affix

Mistresses were left bewildered by their sudden leave

But would soon akin this adieu with such swift reprieve


Echoes distended with haste through the windswept fields

Jarring miens of fright came too with flummoxed maws

Mouths wide open, left trembling with blade and shield—

In hand, hearts palpitating, an iron guts since withdrawn

This chilling screech quavered right through skin and bone

the wind seesawed wildly; they knew that they were not alone


The sun was a paradigm presented for portentous presage

as evil had taken form, and it was worse than they feared

Was it a demon transformed, perhaps an evil marriage?

Unsure, but from the bowels of hell this warped wyrm appeared

the townsfolk, in disquiet, grabbed all of their praying beads

groveling towards a deafened God to pardon their misdeeds


These hand-picked knights abandoned shield and sword

And concealed their ears to their wives and children’s shriek

The wined beast towered over them like a menhir unexplored

The sheer breadth of it stoked fear and made men feel weak.

It’s scythe-like claws sliced clean through the fabric of air

To sever spinal cords, and fill wells with bones and hair


Not snake, nor reptile, this creature had no given name

It spoke in belching infernos, and with it, carnage followed

It chased down knights as though it were playing games

And the game would end when the town was dead and hollow.

Some dared to best this fire-breathing dreadnought fiend

Not realizing its laugh, but from its scaly lips came this killing beam


This beam engulfed the sinful townsmen and their kids

Its leathered wing swept atop the pile of smoldered homes

Then through its snout the blackest pall of smoke it rids,

And with a phantastic flare leaves ashes and skin to mix with the loam

He scaled the apex of the firmament again to prep the killing blow

Like dire spears of lightning striking down, his mouth began to glow


Even innocuous flora and fauna would endure its vile rage

surrounding trees were still burning from the lasting violent pass

the winds wavered, then were still, then it thrust from the skies to engage

a mighty roar with calamitous spite had sparked the ethereal hourglass

as time felt short, the sands below erupted like perdition scorched

trees no more, flora died aglow, and bodies burned like cremation’s torch.


The dragon hovered a moment, uninspired by the knight’s campaign

Snarled his blood-soaked fangs, snapped his tail, and flew off to his cave

Behind him was a rubicund trail of severed body parts atop the grain

But those wheat fields still ebbed and flowed in red, and were no one’s slave

Shelter can be rebuilt, trees will regrow, but a soul cannot beat death

The dragon knew this and chortled loud with every fire drawn from his breath.


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Proud father of 3. Part time writer of poetry and short stories. I want to paint the world in but a few words.

4 thoughts on “Bahamut Attacks

  • January 17, 2022 at 3:36 PM

    Ok I am going to break from what may seem like a conservative commentor. But this poem warrants the truth, I AM A DRAGON NERD AND YOUR POEM IS AWESOME! Thank you sir for offering such a beautifully written and unforgettably enjoyable reading experience. Jamie

    • January 18, 2022 at 8:42 AM

      Thank you for your kind words Jamie. I am myself a dragon nerd as well. I was only hoping to do it justice when writing this. Glad you liked it.

  • February 13, 2022 at 8:55 PM

    What a wonderful piece of writing, in this somewhat bloodthirsty but enthralling medieval tale. Great work, Paul.

    • February 15, 2022 at 12:38 PM

      Hey John, thank you so much for your kind words. It can’t be too bloodthirsty, although it is a fire breathing dragon so I guess it could. Thanks again for your comments.


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