Poem #45 Bearded dragon

Bearded dragon


My scaly friend
Sits motionless on
The sun-drenched rock
In our garden.

He is staring past me at
The cloud-streaked sky.

Why are you perched there?
Is there rain imminent?
Perhaps a brewing storm?

Or is it just
To admire
The view?

© Trevor W. Hampel

Bearded Dragon in our garden