Lie low little bohemian
under cooling precipice
yellow fern
for there are many dinosaurs still about
though staggering

Soon
they lay their bones down
to petrify in ice polluted swamp and field
where once
played...made love
laughing at those lesser than them

Take heed little one
for Evolution once more reinvents itself
your children multiplied
to look back
at this Age of Reptiles
and laugh
their bones already catalogued
in an intelligent roach’s museum

© 1995
Inputted and revised © 2017

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03/03/2017

Author's Note: Another poem that might be considered a forerunner, or at least slightly different take on something that followed, in this case, Dinosaurs, in the collection, Ripples.

Posted on 03/03/2017
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