Saturday, June 27, 2009

Raven's Challenge 70

It is Saturday and time to play with words supplied by Raven's Wordzzle

This week's Ten Word Challenge will be: Chorus line, clam chowder, apples, jack-in-the-box, puddles, Iran, quarry, housekeeping, speed, letter For the mini challenge: motorcycle, grandiose, summer, flying off the handle, blue jays

A Mega Challenge
Summer Dreaming

In the middle of the night or dark of day
Summer dreams do come our way
Grandiose monsters from deep inside
Motorcycles we can’t ride
Chorus lines with water guns
Shooting clam chowder at bisons
Ma and pa stuck in Iran
Quarry for a government band
Apples fall up from the tree
Then speed down on me
Jack-in-the box whose head explodes
Blue jays tearing up the roads
Puddles with letters spelling help
A housekeeping nightmare in itself
Flying off the handle is a Bee
Coming over to sting me
Now I dare not go to sleep
Less monsters begin to peep
From deep inside my overtaxed head
So I’ll just lie upon my bed.

Our Ten Word Challenge-The Convocation

Last week was the Big Dragon Lodge Convocation up at Quarry Lodge in the mountains of Pennsylvania. A letter was spent to every Dragon Lodge in the World inviting them to send three members to the gathering. Dragons came from everywhere in the world except Iran. The Iranian dragons officially don’t exist and were afraid they would be seen since so many government officials were in the streets beating protestors.
I’m afraid we drove the Lodge housekeeping staff half crazy because even though we used our considerable power to make ourselves relatively small our tails kept knocking things over. Nevertheless the Lodge was good to us and served a marvelous banquet of apples in clam chowder one of the favorite meals of dragons.
The dragons from California entertained. One hasn’t really lived until one has seen a chorus line of dragons kicking and singing “ Twinkle Twinkle Little Star” in perfect dragoness. We laughed so hard that we cried leaving great big puddles in the auditorium.
At the close we were all given a jack-in-the box with a little dragon inside to remember the time. Then we were wished God speed.


  1. I can only imagine how big the puddles were from dragon's tears! :(

    Well done dragons.

  2. Dragons? Do you sleep in BEDS? I rather pictured you curled up on the floor of the cave.... in front of a fire... or maybe in a hammock... I never thought about beds ... hmmm...

    A Dragon Chorus Line! I would LOVE to see that! Is there any chance of sneaking a human into the NEXT Dragon Convocation?

  3. I think your Summer Dreams is fantastic.
    Your are CLEVER taking me on an Alice in wonderland, Postman Pat like journey. happy weekend.

  4. Ooooh I would so love to see a chorus line of dragons...That would be a sight to behold I think. Great work Fandango and the words were used perfectly :)

  5. The Dragons are invited to the Order of the Salamanders Summerfest to perform their Chorus Line (But they have to promise not to eats us.

  6. Very clever poem and excellent report from dragon convocation. I too, am entertained by the mental picture of dragons in a chorus line.

  7. You dragons are quite adept at writing fantastical poetry and prose!.. Marvellous stuff!

  8. Sounds like it was a great gathering. A chorus line of dragons! What a lovely idea! Enjoyed your poem too, especially: Chorus lines with water guns/Shooting clam chowder at bisons

  9. Oh I do wish I could have peeked in at the dragon Convocation. It sounds as though it was quite fun! And I didn't know dragons had nightmares, too. I never dreamed a dragon would fear anything!

  10. I liked your poem and story. In the poem, I found the descriptions of what was happening in the dreams very interesting. I've had times like that myself, where I was afraid of going to sleep. Similar dreams, too, in their own way. The story about the Big Dragon Lodge Convocation was very interesting and entertaining. It sounds like a good time was had by all, except maybe for the housekeeping staff.

    Stephen from Scottsdale, Arizona, USA

  11. As usual, a great poem. I never knew dragons had their own conventions. I bet they all got drunk and bragged about who could throw fire the farthest.

  12. The Lodge meeting seemed to have went well, no crispy citizens I assume. And once again, you waxed poetic as well.

    Rock on