For the Love of Lizards

Lizards abound in south Florida. Most are not native. As entertaining as the lizards are the people who hate them, jumping (even shrieking) when one scurries across their path. Though I must admit that I get a little twitchy when I spot a large alligator or crocodile basking on a nearby shoreline. Curly tail lizardsContinue reading “For the Love of Lizards”

Outhouse

In a previous lifeI must have sinned greatlyThe universeReally does hate meAs here I standAlong a dirt roadAnother touristUnburdening their loadSome dare complainOf the horrible smellThough my caregiverCleans me up wellThe rare welcome visitorPraises they sing“Hallelujah!” “Amen!”For the service I bring W3 Prompt #95: Wea’ve Written Weekly’s poet of the week, Heather, prompts us to: “Employ personification toContinue reading “Outhouse”