I dreamt about an alligator
- what could that possibly mean?
Am I hoping that a lizard man
will slowly romance me?
Are my desires so primitive, so ancient
that we could come to some arraignment?
Would a silent and cold-blooded lover
be as ??considerate as any other?
Do I long for scaly fingers
to caress me up and down?
Or lust for reptile Dolce Gabbana pumps
and a matching iguana gown?
Do I long for another dazzling week
of lying lizard-like under a mediterranean sun?
If I saw an alligator prowling there,
I’m fairly sure that I would run.
What, on earth is going on,
in my secret subconscious mind?
After years of psychotherapy,
what do you think they’d find?
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The Titanic is loading now at the White House dock
Smiling alligators and crocodiles boarding unaware
Theirs will be a voyage with no survivors
The Lord, no Charge d'affaires
Amazing alligators antagonize anyone’s annual anteaters
As antelopes arrive at the annual annulment.
Annoying Aunt Amanda alleges all anticipation awful.
As anticipated Abigail Alliwogger assassinates anteaters.
Anointed antonym annihilates Aunt Amanda and abdicates
Amazing alligators announcing annual anteater’s annulment.
Written 1-04-2021
Contest: Tongue Twister Challenge
Sponsor: Joe Sandler
In the land of the alligators, pelicans and manatees
Florida takes prisoners from up north and throws away their keys
Once there, they never want to escape back home
For they love the weather here, where they can always roam.
They turn old here, if they are not already there, but many are.
The crepe myrtles are blooming, wearing tiny dresses, with a star.
Retirees enjoy the warm weather year around here with pools not very far.
Even the rain here is gentle, it never beats hail or snow on your car.
Florida is a beauty, I would lie on her beaches for days in the sand.
Except I have heard the stories of the gators taking off a leg or a hand.
If it was not for those monsters, those dinosaur left over creatures,
I would move to Florida for her other sun shiny features.
The floor is tiled in white and green
Outside the ballet class
Where all the girls run up and down
To make the minutes pass.
Today a new game started -
Only walk on parts of green
For alligators maybe hiding
In the white, unseen.
The ballerinas hop and jump,
Avoiding floor that's white,
All following a leader,
Shrieking in pretended fright.
This new adventure fills the time
Until the teacher calls,
The alligators waiting
In the peaceful, silent halls.
Two mighty alligators follow me from the bowels of the swamp
Talking in low voices, but I have dog ears so I catch on.
They are diving me up.
One wants my thighs.
The other is talking about my juicy breasts
Leaving me in no real suspense about what gender they probably are.
Alligators stalk
Water moccasins stay clear
Frogs suddenly still
Old cypress trees water bound
Creaking in the bayou swamp
Sebring: long ago
humid heat leaches will
blue lakes and brown swamps
“Caution Alligators”
transformative sunsets
clockwork storms and
lightning balls
cactus spine sabotage
fire ants flip flops
alligators eat marshmallows
from a stick
trees costumed in air plants
and Spanish moss
Grand Prix dreams
beaches buried deep in shells
green waters beckon
Jays riding my head
garden shed baby squirrels bouncing
people I've loved
O, the people I've loved.
07/23/2015
gun shot alligators
scrambling fall dissolve slo-mo into mosaic pieces scraped together of the fishwife’s sawdust floor
sipping red neon earth quaked insecurity shakes when’ll the next run’s steed come forth
till I happily forge a carthaginian peace with the muses’ universal militia fragmented ragtag band playing on some dead main street candy striped phonograph
gun shot alligators eating my holy corduroy’s
after blending juices in backdoor cabooses track far and wide
I still got sex not sure I’d bet on it if a den of
erotica showed up in the night
acceptance my lord- else be carved up left for dead
at the hands of a hatchet wielding prideful dormouse licking champagne from silver laces of some battered systematic boot
I always differed
for the sake of semblance.
Feathers did not agree.
You flew away for your sky.
Impatience had killed the defeat
my elixir, the baby sea in my eyes.
Genocide of the figs, unlearning
the sweetness of life.
Yet a white python was hungry.
A heart rendering feat to dig-out
a home after the earthquake.
Alligators were dying in midstream.
I was running after the desert.
Why bustards were disappearing?
Trees were hung upside down.
There was no suicidal note.
SATISH VERMA
Beware from alligators,
A notice board was hanged,
Outside the pond,
And water was very quiet.
I tried to look around,
I haven’t seen any alligator,
But suddenly an animal came,
And bend to drink water.
I have seen a giant alligator,
Attacked on an animal,
But a poor animal has lost his life,
But board was still hanging.
I have seen thousands alligators,
In white clothes but never seen,
Any notice board, is system so worst?
They are sucking bribery who noticed.