by Glenn Currier
My mind is a lizard
stopping for a moment
to detect movement
or discover some tasty morsel
but then swiftly squiggling
between a troubled friendship
or a failed deal.
I wish I could tie a string to its tail
to keep it in one place.
But then tethered
with no feathers
it could be
Posted on 05/28/2004
Copyright © 2022 Glenn Currier
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Anne Engelen on 05/30/04 at 06:10 AM|
I really like the first stanza. that alone kept mine busy for a while! And like Andi, I too like the way your mind works! great read Glenn!
|Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 05/31/04 at 01:44 PM|
I like the concept/metaphor at work here Glenn, and also the irony of that second stanza, as some lizards' tails come off...but grow back.
|Posted by Ashok Sharda on 06/01/04 at 04:42 PM|
Well, the analogy seems analogous but then the lizard is ONE despite the ever moving tail, where as, we are not one, within.
|Posted by Rula Shin on 06/01/04 at 04:48 PM|
Yes, the irony of our intrinsic ‘flaws’. Are these the most beautiful human traits or the ugliest? “My mind is a lizard…I wish I could…keep it in one place…but then tethered…it could be no skylark” – great read!