Gecko Weather

Brick by brick, sun moves from morning to porch
Rain comes with breathing:  bright, dim, breeze, drop--
Slip into the holes between nubby heat and green.

Until the hot storm.

Slash of shadow, cold, cold, cold
Water over green, shove dirt over pot lip,
Drown one side or leap

Sling myself along the metal
Hot, drop, slide: lizard/water/shadow
Until the hot storm goes inside.

Thanks to Carrie for tonight's prompt (any animal's POV). It seems like a good point in the week for something light and, given the weather, always a good time to remember not to drown the lizards while trying to keep the vines on the porch from being too shriveled. As for the amateur gecko sketch? Yeah, that was the invisible child next to me at the table @Starbucks. Really.

-- Chrissa