Today's prompt was to write about a lightbulb moment--good or bad. I wrote about a chinchoke, a type of lizard that lives in houses in Thailands.
Here's my attempt:
Chinchoke
He scurried,
scaling walls,
dipping behind curtains,
wrangling mosquitoes.
I wanted to catch him.
I jumped high,
smacking walls,
flittering curtains,
poking sticks.
Then once
his lizard instincts
experienced a delay.
I held him in place,
finger on his tail.
He escaped--
leaving me,
with his tail
and guilt.
by Marcie Flinchum Atkins
April 19, 2010
2 comments:
Ha! Serves you right! Ok--I admit having that happen to me, too, with a salamander. Anyhow, enjoyed this poem.
I didn't know their tales came off until I caught one in my living room last summer. Yuck! Love your poem!
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