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Mr. Gator

Olive glitter skin sparkles below Carolina rays, Mud Leather carefully placed as evening attire, Mr.Gator whips his jeweled tail frantically, Beckoning his lover to immerge. No response. Heartbroken, he crawls silently towards another pond. Mating season minus a mate is not much fun!

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Debbie Guzzi

Date: 12/28/2009 4:40:00 PM

I hear ya! so nice to see a fresh take on mating LOL Light & Love

Frank F. Atanacio

Date: 4/21/2009 11:46:00 AM

Heartbroken, he crawls silently towards another pond. Mating season minus a mate is not much fun! love the ending just magnificent

Date: 3/19/2009 12:56:00 PM

Got a chuckle out of this one. Nice use of imagery and personification. Thank you for sharing this poem with us and for your kind comments. Keep on writing! Karen

James Marshall Goff

Date: 3/19/2009 5:25:00 AM

delightful poem Robin! fun to read! Jim

John Rhinem

Date: 3/18/2009 8:22:00 PM

Smile~I can see that You also have a sense of humor also dear Robin! Although, I am not quite so sure, how that alligator was feeling about things? Again, you exhibit this wonderful ability, create these pictures that take Your readers into Your world! Wonderful talent to hold dear Robin! Again, My Love & Warmth To You & Yours, John!:)

Christopher Higgins

Date: 3/18/2009 10:34:00 AM

This is anawesome write..love the first line..gripping

L'Nass Shango

Date: 3/18/2009 10:17:00 AM

This tremendously ecologically correct, with sharp imageries: Olive glitter skin, you name it so accurately.