The Stone Lizard

The waterfalls are real. All night it rained
  On black rocks where eels
  Slither and cling for centuries
  Out there in the black hills.
  or the lizards in the poem of that name:
  Lizards are kin and can return to stone
  At will. Transfixing a shield
  Like a spear a lizard froze in the sun, a thing
  Of bronze, yet quick. See the dart of his tongue!

 

   excerpt ‘Rain’

  by David Campbell

7 thoughts on “The Stone Lizard

  1. Very cool shot. I’m proud to say that I didn’t need the title to guide me! Oh, and as I was reading along, I thought to myself how odd you talked… and then realized… I didn’t stay prooud for long!

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