Cuban Crocodiles Poem by gershon hepner

Cuban Crocodiles



Gliding in swamp waters till
It smells a mammal in a tree,
a Cuban crocodile can kill
by leaping in the air. While we
glide in the swamps of platitudes,
we sometimes with imagination may
leap high above the multitudes,
our faith a Cuban cabaret.

On the PBS program Nature I saw Cuban crocodiles, of which only about 3,000 survive, leaping six feet above the water to catch mammals hiding in a tree, using powerful thrusts of their tail from below the surface) and snatching the prey from overhanging tree branches.

3/30/08

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Raynette Eitel 30 March 2008

This poem has such an interesting title...I had to open it. It amuses me, Gershon. Wish you wrote more poems with your tongue in your cheek. :) Raynette

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