along the crevices and cracks craggily creatures crawl
I saw a huge Kansas black rat snake one night last fall
Today I spied a silver skink, there might have been two
And something is wiggling right now under my shoe
Categories:
skink, animal,
Form: Rhyme
Skink Homes
The Skink Homes in The East Side of
The House Sleepers was
established under the aegis of
NSW Housing Trust.
Categories:
skink, humor,
Form: Free verse
rudbeckia's gold
topped by still chameleon ....
western skink runs
Categories:
skink, nature,
Form: Haiku
None came to such a remote place
Near Pannawonica in Australia, without access
No bird has known it, not even a skink
Troglobites live in the dark caves, never shrink
Humans came with iron mining project
But noticed the exceptional nature of the tiny insect;
Darkness keeps them smart
Bright light kills the insects
They live in the caves dark
Spider like tiny blind invertebrates
The aboriginal heritage of the earth
Deserve human interest for their special worth;
Man has abandoned mining there
Leaving the rocky caves to the insects’ care
To protect the lovers of the dark
From the assault of the light stark
Strange world accommodates all the opposites
Pannawonica like sanctuary is one of such sites.
© Aju Mukhopadhyay, 2020
Categories:
skink, dark, environment, insect,
Form: Rhyme
Sea Lions are funny creatures
I think they are mammals
They have flippers for feet
Not humps like lots of camels
Wouldn't it be funny
A funny sort of weird
If a walrus had a football
And a bunny had a beard
It gets even crazier
The more I start to think
If a monkey smelt like a skunk
And a skunk looked like a skink
The Zebra gave his stripes away
Sold them to a horse
If you looked for that Zebra today
You'd find him racing around a course
I think all the animals
In forests or zoos
Should stay exactly as they are
Not be silly and try to choose
Another animal's personality
Or indeed their looks
It would cause confusion
To authors who write books
Categories:
skink, 1st grade,
Form: Rhyme
There's a vast bare land afar
Blanketed with dry brown sand-dunes.
A brown ocean with no moisture in its heart
A land bereft of rivers and streams.
The home of dorcas gazelles, blind skink,
Camels and chuckwallas.
A pool of sand characterised by meagreness precipitation,
Maximal drought and intense solar radiation.
A land clothed in simmering pools of mirage.
Yes! it might be barren, yet it's not devoid of life.
The saguaro cactus, Mexican poppies
And the wild flowers are all a part of the beautiful life
hidden in the desert.
...Stranja...
Categories:
skink, earth day,
Form: Free verse
On a patch pink
Called a brown skink
Near my bed room
Made a rose bloom
It is such things
There and then brings
Sparks from our soul
Waves in our bowl
In the pond’s froth
There was a moth
I caught it live
Both got in strife
Put it on a
Stack of gray hay
Made sure it lies
Near the skink’s eyes
The skink looked pleased
It rushed in speed
But stopped short of
Grab on moths love
It once looked right
The eyes shone bright
Turned its head left
In a move deft
My, oh, my, a
Skink pink and gray
On a tree stem
Now two of them
Both rushed and met
A lot of sweat
Colts from old Troy
Huge flood of joy
__________________
February 3, 2018
128 Words - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by : Silent One
Categories:
skink, joy, life, nature,
Form: Rhyme
Don't take this personally
But you're really a mess
Your hair is way awful
And what horrible choice of dress
And I saw Sara Bess
Beat you at chess
Don't take this personally
But you're really a mess
No offense, buddy
But you're really annoying
Always complaining 'bout
Your workplace deploying
And never enjoying
Or simply employing
No offense, buddy
But you're really annoying
I don't mean this in the sense that you think
But don't you think you've stepped on the brink?
First you tripped at the roller rink
Then you ruined our great lip sync
You then wanted to go and get a mink
But it was pink
And after a while it started to stink
But after that you got hoodwinked
By that that weird ole' crazy wild skink
And now I've started to rethink
I don't mean this in the sense you think
But don't you think you've stepped on the brink?
Categories:
skink, culture,
Form: Rhyme
Oh the goddam cockroaches!
Like living aliens from 50’s movies:
and in my house!
Where do they live, these errant knights?
In search of food, and greasy squires, as
they scurry across the kitchen’s night.
One’s without a leg, a skirmish with a skink?
And two just stare at each other; lovers, or
two males looking for a fight?
It’s hard to tell which is which and what is
what, amid the morning heat; but I live in
hope, that they’ll migrate, one day across
the field; to the rich man’s house, that looks
so neat, and share upon his wealth.
Categories:
skink, anger, fun,
Form: Free verse
Do you really want to know what I think?
I think about what I’m going to eat and drink.
I think of doing the dishes in the sink.
I think about staying healthy and in the pink.
What would I think about if I didn’t think what I think?
I would think about taking slap shots in a hockey rink.
What could I mix with vodka to make a drink?
What is the difference between a lizard and a skink?
Do those cartoons still come on starring Bat Fink?
There are so many other things I can think.
Don’t bother me. My sleep is up to its thirty-ninth wink.
Categories:
skink, on writing and words,
Form: Monorhyme
when the sun sets and the moon arises
the real things come with their dark surprises
lay low down and shut yor mouth
and wait for the wild things of the south
Florida panther and the bear
seek the river as they share
savannahs filled with fern and blossom
watch the skink and skunk and 'possum
delve below the surface mirror
peel your vision ever clearer
there's so much for y'all to see
be a tourist up a tree
not with gun nor bow and arrow
bring a camera,snap a sparrow
better yet go on a mission
out to use your best night vision
lay low down and shut yor mouth
and watch the wild things of the south
Categories:
skink, adventure, animals,
Form: Couplet