Brumation [repost]

Chilled mud
Slugs through
Snaky veins.
What must it be like
To have a body
That doesn’t
Keep your own heart warm?
Relying on a sunny morn
To shake off the torpor
And get kill-ready again?
Sliding into an icy pond,
The search for lunch
Turns slo-mo.
All you can do
Is poke your nose
Above the frozen surface
Until the gelatin mold
Returns to predator soup.
All these gator faces
Only trying to breathe,
Waiting out the freeze;
They know how to survive.
Basally alive,
Crocodile popsicles
Dream of electric blankets
And ready-to-eat sheep,
Hoping their soul mates
Aren’t cheating
In their sleep.


Image from Pinterest.
Poetry form: free verse.

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10 responses to “Brumation [repost]

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  2. Birds are always hungry because flying consumes a lot of energy.

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  3. Wonderful, “electric blanket” of description for these prehistoric-like creatures, Paula.

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  4. That picture still amazes me, and creeps me out.

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  5. I like this poem Paula. A bit frightening, specially for the ready to eat sheep.

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