Category: POEMS

Lizard, I bow.



Lizard,

I bow.

In watching,

I remember, now,

how

to slow my, dis-eased,

artificially-quickened, blood.

Learning how to be STILL,

Yet ever alert.

Blinking and tasting danger in the Air.

Presenting pre-historic, spirit/body, to the Sun,

Soaking up the gift of Light and warmth.

Also stored in Rock below me.

Informing my flesh of the true order of Life.

Taking the opportunity.

To power up my inner core.

With gratitude.

While toughening my outer armour.

For future fights, as yet, unseen

That advance across invisible horizons,

That threaten all ideas of freedom.

Awareness of predators.

Awareness, also,

of those that

pose no

threat.

As long

as I

remain

still.

And

observe

keenly.

Proud

of my

long

tail.

And

keen

to

hang

onto

it.

Kat Robertson May 2020

Common Lizard in cold frame, sunbathing.