Poetry Day: Lonely Lyrox

Creature from the Black Lagoon

(Another simple one.  Just conjured a creature in my mind and wrote about it.)

A whimpering
From beneath our feet
Nearly audible
Amidst the city static
A sign that something lives
In the subway depths

A portly form
With matted scales
And tufts of knotted fur
Waddling in the gloom
Widest feet
Stepping with no sound

Narrow ears perk up
Absorbing the noises
Dripping from the grates
Gaining the attention
Of the silver orb
Rimmed with lonely tears

The chubby beast sits
Staring at the surface
Catching glimpses
Of the creatures up above
Until the dying rays of sun
Cause it too much pain

A thick arm raises
Rubbery talons clenched
In fear and nerves
Only to fall at its side
Empty and forlorn
The lonely Lyrox whimpers on

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About Charles Yallowitz

Charles E. Yallowitz was born, raised, and educated in New York. Then he spent a few years in Florida, realized his fear of alligators, and moved back to the Empire State. When he isn't working hard on his epic fantasy stories, Charles can be found cooking or going on whatever adventure his son has planned for the day. 'Legends of Windemere' is his first series, but it certainly won't be his last.
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9 Responses to Poetry Day: Lonely Lyrox

  1. L. Marie's avatar L. Marie says:

    Very poignant! I’d like to see a movie adapted from it by the same artists who developed Godzilla Minus One.

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  2. Lonely seems to have the same symptomsno matter the lifeform.

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  3. Lonely is definitely a thing.

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  4. This is nice work. You really want to give the poor scaly thing a hug.

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