Upon wings of,
  gossomer grey.
Sining scales,
  in light of day.

With translucent stillness,
  he glides on wing.
Hunting for prey,
  spying a stream.

His long black talons,
  open wide.
snagging the salmon,
  unable to hide.

Just a dragon,
  of ornate wonder,
Who's piercing scream,
  rhents the thunder.