I’m a chameleon
One in a million
Which only means there are a thousand others like me
You may not like me
My skin is rough
My meat is tough
And once you enter
I can taste bitter
Unless you only eat my withers
Watch as I slither and slink
Through the ink of the forest
Hear all the other animals clink and clamor
Oh, what a chorus
Teeth gnashing everywhere without a care
They try to appear fearless
Meanwhile, I just fade into the background
A jade colored formless shape when viewed from the air or the ground
Astounding
Surrounded by foes on all sides
You’d think there was nowhere to hide
But I dodge all predators
With my camouflage
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The rough, sodden rope bit into her fingers as she swung over the roiling water far below. Reaching out with the toe of her boot, she managed to catch hold of the rain-soaked railing of the ship- and promptly slipped. Throwing herself forward, she landed hard on the deck, slamming her elbows against the wood planks. The sharp yelp of pain quickly bubbled into a laugh, and she rolled onto her back, laughing up at the gray sky as a torrent of rain washed away the soot covering her skin.
By M. A. Mehan 4 days ago in Fiction
Comments (4)
Why, I just can't see you writing this, Atomic. (Sorry, it's the best I could do. Nicely composed. You don't actually do a great job at hiding your talents.)
Oooo, this was so deep! Loved it!
Very good poem, it flows effortlessly! I loved it!
It's very descriptive .