Diary of a T-Rex
[Poseidon's Muse posted June 29, 2007]
Bone-white; a round eye socket
now cradles prickly cactus.
Looking skyward, then horizontally
thorny predator “eyes” survey
Terra Tyrannus.
“How deplorable,” he sighs
a defeated Tyrannosaurus breath.
His ribcage rattles,
releasing phantom breath
from pointy nasal bones.
With a giggle and flick of a brush
sharp and eager canine teeth are dusted.
The child laughs at his discovery -
this new game of
“Archy..ol..ogy.”
(copyright (C) Poseidon’s Muse….Oh…who am I kidding…I don’t have a bloody copyright….just don’t plagiarize please!).
2 responses so far ↓
Paul // June 17, 2008 at 6:32 pm |
Wow, what a cool poem with depth and humour. How young we humans are in geological time but still full of childish wonder at our best. I love this poem, unique, distinctive, smiley and smart. Very cool indeed.
poseidonsmuse // June 18, 2008 at 10:32 am |
Hi Paul!
You are the first person to comment on this piece! So, thank you [so much] for your comments! I’ve read your writing too – and am fond of your style, so I am truly thankful for your encouragement. I thoroughly enjoyed this piece – it wafted out of my mind in one swift image, and left a giant Tyrannosaurus juxtaposition-footprint on my computer screen. Dusty giggles and a big dinosaur smile back at you Paul. Have a fantabulous day!!!!!