Sunday, June 2, 2013

Reptiles do not think as we do.


A monitor lizard


tongue flicking at
the humid morning air

for molecules
               tastes my being

before I 
see him;

he creeps
              into a run

into the underbrush

I look         for him

         and I see him --
scaly earthy ancient

body and tail
     like the roots
           of a sea-grape tree;

a leathery stonehead with stygian eyes
shiny stares    at


        or is it just the green water

I leave him be.

Updated: 8 June 2013


Brian Miller said...

pretty cool...we used to have lizards all over the place in florida...i like the pondering as well of our connection with him...a much more anchient species surely....

Ravenblack said...

Aye. Thanks for coming by, Brian. :)

dsnake1 said...

yes, leave him be. :)

you have a poetic way of describing this encounter. i came across one in a bike trail and it slithered off into the underbrush too. i have not come across another one since.