Dinosaur. A poem.

Here amongst the mammals shuffles the dinosaur,
all rippling muscle and strident flanks.
As he lumbers around the errant, tiny creatures,
he wonders why he’s here,
and what brought him to this place.

Here and there the animals pair off,
the hum of spring announcing itself
on the pollen-filled breeze with little fanfare.

The dinosaur wonders and wanders,
out of place and out of time.
“Perhaps there is another dinosaur out there,” he thinks.
“Perhaps I hear her now.”

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