Lizard

My veins tree roots
Pulsing fuel into all nooks
My lungs moss in the seas
An intricate art of bronchioles
Making me breathe
My brain a walnut in a shell
A messenger of the body's health
My hands a lizard claws
So smooth detached
From the earthly force
My eyes paths to paradise
To spiritual oneness in the heart
The mortal pump of my life

Reviews

[Kane Hagwood]

This poem makes me think of the intricacies of the human body, and how it mimics nature. Our veins being like roots was a nice touch as well. There seems to be a lot of creative liberties with the language used, and I'm rather fond of it. "My eyes paths to paradise" is a fun line to read over and over again. Granted, I have to wonder about the line "My hands a lizard claws". I think that was one of the few lines of the poem I really stumbled on. I suppose considering the title of this poem it has significance, and perhaps I just missed something that's going over my head. All and all, this is a lovely poem. Thank you for sharing your work with us!

[Kate]

Thank you!

I think I just play with words most of all...😊

Lizard claws was inspired by a documentary I watched, Salt of the Earth. There is a photography of a lizard hand and how much it resembles a human one. That's all 😊 If anything, I recommend that you watch it. Everyone should. You can also google Salgado photo of a lizard to see what I mean.

Thank you again for your review 🙏

[Kane Hagwood]

I'll have to check that out. And you're most welcome!