Best Lizard Poems
The long, green tail twitching on the kitchen floor
Fills me with disgust, so I throw it outside.
I'm aware that my obligate carnivore
Has a secret that she disdains to confide.
The cat grabbed the lizard while crouched in the shade.
She enjoyed a meal of reptilian feast,
Yet she kept the tail, brought in to be displayed.
My sweet, cuddly cat, my predatory beast.
Pinhead Lizard
Ever since he was a young boy
He played with balls of fire
From church halls to Soho brothels
He must have had them all
Aint seen nothing like this pinhead
In any amusement hall
That deaf, dumb and dumber kid
Sure plays a mean ol shtick
He weeps at mother Mary’s feet
Becomes part of the molesting dream
Feeling proud at his insulting whit
This Pinhead lizard
Sure is a wee wee twit
The gods looks down in smite and anger
That deaf, dumb and dumber kid
Sure plays a mean mean shtick
He’s a pinhead lizard
Maybe he’s drunk and very pissed
That pinhead lizard sure has a mean twist
How do you think he justifies
God sure hasn’t got a clue
What makes him an evil lizard?
Should have made him into a shoe
Aint got no education
Can’t bear the voices of reason
Don’t see no lights bulbs in that ones head
Makes no sense, but tosses insults like stale bread
He thought he was the charmer
He’s just a pinhead lizard with no crown
Ever since he was young boy
That lizard never grew up
He defames Jesus and preaches
Are all the lizards this lame?
He has his flip flop slippers
No wonder he always falls
Never failing to de-fame
He’s a pinhead lizard
Maybe he’s drunk and very pissed
That pinhead lizard sure has a mean mean twist
Written Sep 14, 2001 Parody on the song Pinball Wizard and a video game at the time!
Green speckled lizard on the wall
Laps up the warmth on satin skin
It lies serenely in repose
A mellow dream it holds within.
Beneath the rays of shining sun
Green speckled lizard on the wall
Enjoys the feel of jagged stones
As end of summer turns to fall.
It does not move; beyond a doubt
It is caressed by nature’s pill
Green speckled lizard on the wall
Is drugged in bliss; the air is still.
As time goes by and evening nears
The homeward sparrows fly and call
The darkness falls but now there’s no
Green speckled lizard on the wall.
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A lizard rushing
to hide. Scorching sun. I can't
hide from scorching needs.
Iguanas are falling from trees in Florida due to the cold weather. They are not dead, just very cold and they become immobile. I got this title from one television personality who called herself the Lizard Queen and who says she would be a lizard if she could. Reminds me of someone we on the Soup all know and love who presents many whimsical poems on nature and animals. This one is dedicated to Caren Krutsinger!
THE LIZARD QUEEN
Cold-blooded scales, fiery-hot, languishing,
As she dreamily falls harnessing the icy wind.
Dropping she recalls, and smiles feebly,
That she alone sits on the throne, this Lizard Queen.
All hail the pounding iguanas pummeling around her.
She’s not alone, this Queen who’s falling in the tropics.
Not all warm and cuddly but absolutely charming,
She meets her end for now - but not forever, subjects!
She will return and kick up scaley wonder, the living color
Of her world, kaleidoscopic and subject to her whim,
This Lizard Queen with slithering tongue, paintbrush in hand.
Yet she’s no match for the tropical blizzard demanding her attention.
1/22/2020
Today I caught a little green lizard
He was the best one I have ever seen.
I caught him in my lizard-catching net,
He was poised, confident, polite and clean.
His vocabulary was amazing.
He used words like falcon, asinine, and verbose.
His manners were impeccable,
They would astound you coast-to-coast.
His stories caught us by our guts,
And threw our feelings in the air,
They made us laugh and chuckle
Brother Lee fell off his chair.
Tomorrow I will get him licensed,
Purchase him a red-silk-lined top hat and cape,
I will get him certified and tattooed,
The best pet I have had since Homer, my pet ape.
Today I caught a little green lizard,
I will enjoy his exotic stories day by day,
Having a pet is expensive, and wearing,
But worth it in every kind of way.
I.
In the orange land,
the sidewalks race wild with them,
postured like statues of royal gardens
the marble lions
amongst hibiscus limbs.
II.
I like the smell of them,
earth warmed dirt
and fallen honeysuckle
baked
beneath the Florida sun.
III.
I poke with
one tanned fingertip
where the flesh
cocoons around their
soft belly,
it is like
the open sesame
for lizards.
IV.
The open mouth of a lizard
has no bias
it dangles on ear lobes
like Coco Chanel
classic in style.
V.
When separated
the tail becomes an asp
wrestling with the truth
of it's loss.
If you look closely, you will see,
Yep, sure enough, that's me -
on the cinder block wall ledge,
or by your front door, near the hedge.
But I ain't warm, cuddly or fun,
as I sit here, basking in the sun.
Ol' Sol is something that's still free,
and I'm the scaly lizard that you see.
I must say it's great weather,
for one whose hide is quite like leather.
I suppose you're thinking that my skin
could make a purse to put things in,
or maybe some shoes or wallet.
How did I become this whatchamacallit?
Was it the work of witch or warlock,
and how, is it you can hear me talk?
Thus, in this sun, while I'm nicely warmed,
I ponder why I've been so transformed...
into this creature small and wary.
It seems a fate, unordinary,
and though I may appear inelegant,
I'm really most intelligent
as I stand still and ponder the universe,
simultaneously composing this beautiful verse.
Do you think a bunny or a puppy is more fun?
In a short race, those creatures, I still outrun.
Want to play at "staring war"? What do you think?
If you watch carefully, you'll see me blink.
I show little emotion. I'm not exuberant.
My eyes, if you may, are a little protuberant.
You might think I'm bland and cold.
How did I become a lizard as I grew old?
A coworker once warned me
"You'd better have a plan when you retire."
I half-joked, I was going to "turn lizard and sleep on a rock
and have the most spectacular weeds on the block."
Eventually I retired .... without a plan.
A rather reckless split-second decision.
I'd grown tired of the rats and the piper man.
Endless role-playing- shallow shop talk-the mundane tasks.
Halls filled with frog-mouthed back jabbers.
So, I walked away without a parade.
Like I'd done in high school decades before.
I tasted the illusion of freedom but was thoroughly clueless.
There was also the slow simmer of terror in my brain pan.
I retired without a plan.
40 hours/per is a large black hole to placate.
Goals are vague, a lounge in the shade of no urgency.
I've no sharp desire to tango with a society that's turned frantic and feral.
A hyper-rabid froth of mayhem and peril.
Time has turned into an amphetamine-popping entity.
While space is imploding and fragmenting.
My thinking is shallow, condensed without continuity.
I retired without a plan.
The months are blowing by.
Loves die, painting black holes where there once was light.
Acquaintances drifting away in nonchalant clusters.
I feel little desire to shock the world.
I sleep like a drunk infant.
Exhaustion is a treasured friend that stayed too long.
My hygiene has taken a big hit.
There are no company picnics to prim for.
I'm waddling around the last bends.
Paying hell's rent...a few months in advance.
I sleep on a rock bathed in blue light.
I retired without a plan, then turned into a lizard man.
Written: January 2, 2009
Updated: April 23, 2012
There once was a lizard named Rex(ie)
Whose head was always tilted and ready
Sitting next to the glass wall
Patiently waiting for Saul
To feed him tasty hornworm bread(ie).
Note: Part of the Portrait Poetry Collection
The lizard
Swift and Rugged
Slithered and scampered
Scaly
Reptile
I stepped on a lizard on new year's day,
then I slipped and I screamed
and hit my shoulder on the fridge,
toppling the chair,
scaring people at home.
Ahhh, klutzy me on the first day of the year
thinking now,
it is funny, when I imagine
myself sprawled on the floor.
In all honesty,
it was the thought of
killing the lizard that horrified me,
the act of hurting it
feeling that squish,
bruising that flesh,
breaking the itty itty bones
dear goodness,
how in the world can I step
on a lizard?!
imagine my sort of relief
to see the broken off tail
on the floor
thank God for survival mechanisms
the tail was still twitching,
another shorter piece fell off,
and yet I still wonder...
Is that lizard alive?
Did it actually make it?
Is it still hurting?
When will it heal?
Is it traumatized?
Was it pregnant?
I don't know why,
but that last question popped to mind
when I saw the shorter piece,
I even thought it was an egg...
Sighs.
I hope it's ok,
will be ok. I really do.
Sorry lizard, I truly am.
0101022014
In the tall grass there lived a lizard.
His special powers were of a wizard.
If you held him in your hand awhile
he'd change his color and make you smile.
A little fellow name of Petey
was thought to be a real sweetie.
When his mama sent him out to play
he'd run across the fields all day.
One day when he was busy exploring
he thought he heard somebody snoring.
Looking down he spotted the lizard-
the colorful one who was a wizard.
It was lying feet in the air
and gave young Petey quite a scare.
Come to find out it was sleeping.
In these fields his bed was keeping.
Petey picked it up and said
"I think I will name you Fred"
To his surprise the lizard talked
then got up on his legs and walked.
It said " you see I am a wizard
I'm not your ordinary lizard!"
It walked a couple of inches and stopped
then into the air it jumped and hopped.
Petey was amazed and happy
and wanted to go tell his pappy.
But the lizard spoke and said "don't tell.
It's our secret and just as well.
If others knew I couldn't stay.
They'd want to put me on display.
Then I would lose my happy home
and no longer be free to roam."
Reluctantly Petey agreed
and the lizard's wishes he did heed.
So home he went without his new friend;
never did he anyone send
to see this magical talking lizard
with powers like that of a wizard.
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suddenly appears
scampers quickly over rock
skittish little guy
Looking dead to me
With its feet up in the air
Goodbye dead lizard