Stegosaurus Serenade
Poemosaurus Rex Challenge
In the twilight of the Mesozoic age,
Where ferns whispered secrets and rivers flowed,
Lived a gentle giant, armored and sage,
The Stegosaurus, with plates neatly stowed.
His back adorned with bony, kite-shaped shields,
A prehistoric symphony etched in stone,
Each plate a note, a melody that yields
To nature’s rhythm, a serenade unknown.
When the moon rose high, casting silver beams,
The Stegosaurus would sway and commence,
His tail spikes clinking like wind chimes in dreams,
A dance of ancient grace, pure eloquence.
And as the stars blinked, winking from afar,
He’d hum to the constellations above,
A lullaby for Earth, a cosmic memoir,
A love song to time, to life, to endless love.
So if you wander near a fossilized glade,
Listen closely—you might hear the refrain,
The Stegosaurus serenading the shade,
A melody echoing through epochs’ domain. 🌿🌙
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Nice work!!
Brilliant blend if History, Poetry and facts. Great post
Wonderful poem.
Nice job!