The Dirigible Balloon
Poetry for Children

Lego Castle

The dragon battled brave knights
on my birthday, no quarter given,
but always outside the walls.
Over the day men lost weapons,
some legs and arms, and a head.
A bit of fun and fire, I said.
The dragon flew and flamed,
but grew tired, as we all do.
The castle was never taken.
Always tomorrow, I said
and gleamed my best destructive smile.

About the Writer

Phil Wood

Phil was born and lives in Wales. He studied English Literature at Aberystwyth University. He has worked in statistics, education, shipping and a biscuit factory. He enjoys watercolour painting, bird watching and chess. His writing can be found in various publications, including: The Wild Word, Autumn Sky Daily, Abergavenny Small Press, Ink Pantry, Ink Sweat and Tears, Streetcake Magazine and in a collaboration with John Winder.