I needed a dragon,
A very fine dragon
So I went to my bookshelf
To see what was there
I looked up Tolkien
And he had a dragon
A golden dragon
A dragon that didn't much like to share
I needed a dragon
but not that kind of dragon
I needed a dragon
to fly me everywhere
So I looked up Funke
And she had a dragon,
But the very best dragons
Should give you a scare
I wanted a dragon
A fine fiery dragon
Like George's dragon
Just not 12th Century fare
I found R R Martin
And he had three dragons!
But he hadn't a soul
Not anywhere there
So I picked up his book
And it had no dragons
Just some toys:
A piglet,
A kangaroo
And a teddy bear too
I opened the page
To the market square
And hidden in there
Someone was selling me
Dragons
Now whenever I sit on a stair
There's a dragon at the bottom
And a dragon at the top
And when I'm walking
down the street
Others can watch where they
put their feet
'Cause I've been down
Past the end of the town
with my dragons
A.J. Ponder
A fun poem this week, after a bit of a silence.
Because who doesn't need dragons?
News from me - I really enjoyed the science march - although I had to try not to laugh as someone waved an anti-science fiction poster over my head, because to be fair, it was anti science fiction in policy decisions. :)
Also, I'm very excited because BlindSight, a horror story in the anthology At the Edge just made the Sir Julius Vogel Award Shortlist along with some other really awesome stories. http://www.sffanz.org.nz/sjv/sjvNominations-2017.html
Many of them are on the anthology At the Edge, and one is from Asimov's something I'm not sure has happened since Peter Friend. So good luck to Sean Monaghan, and everyone making their mark in NZ Science Fiction.
Have a great week, everybody
A.J. Ponder
