the land tortoise

if stone had eyes
they would be these two
unblinking pebbles

on this head
tilting to watch me


on this small dinosaur neck
curved in an S
then straightening
to an I

she is writing me
in cursive

though I cannot read
any language
turtles speak

About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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16 Responses to the land tortoise

  1. Leo says:

    Enjoyed this; just moved a tortoise out of the way of my lawn mower an hour ago, strange. I came across your poem scrolling through the recent blog postings while taking a break. Yours was the first that seemed promising; glad I did. I read several more of your poems and was impressed. I will read through your archives as I can. Happy writing.

    • Thanks, Leo. Nice to “meet” you! I stopped over for a short visit, and am going to have to go back later, after I devour some poetry I just got in the mail!

  2. Jeremy Nathan Marks says:

    Maybe you can’t read their language but you know they are there and you make contact.

  3. Seb says:

    I suspect tortoises are much smarter than us so even if we could talk to them, they’d be way over our heads.

  4. conjures images of a photograph I saw on facebook some months back!

  5. Ian Moone says:

    funny I was googling about the oldest one this morning, I think it was 278 years old, man that is impressive

  6. Susan I had a feeling to read this one super sloww and the picture came together like a puzzle ~very cool!1

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