NaPoWriMo Day 1, Lives of Alligators

For NaPoWriMo this year, I have chosen to write poems that have in some way been inspired by reading Mary Oliver poems. Today’s poem came after reading, At Black River. The two poems are about as different as poems can be except for the subject.

Lives of Alligators

Alligators do not hurt
for hurt’s sake
or kill when sated.
They do not tally slights
or hold grudges
burrowing in black lagoons
offended, blindly
plotting revenge.
And, if alligators dream,
it’s not of world domination
or malice or greed
or of superior values
or being better than.
It’s of the cooling waters
and warm morsels
a solitary succulent pond
the essential jewels of sustenance.

Sascha Darlington

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  1. Not sure how I missed this, but I love that you champion alligators–not many can see their beauty and benign qualities. Kind of like snakes for me. Too many have fear which robs them of reason and compassion.

    • It took me a long time to champion snakes for the mere reason that my folks were afraid that I’d run into a copperhead when I was a little kid during the summers we were in WV. It instilled in me a fear that took a long time to reason away. Last summer, for some reason, I saw a lot of snakes, a few cottonmouths in VA Beach. The philosophy is to keep a healthy distance and let them be. Let most creatures be, for that matter.

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