Poem 671 – Carpe Diem

A moment of opportunity
presents itself, an open door,
a chance for frontier exploration.
A skuttle and leap, the gecko ascends,
quickly seizing it’s golden moment.
A flick of searching tongue reveals
a sensory map of smell and texture,
an alien landscape full of mystery.
It pauses, drinking it in before
refuge is sought within a sleeve.

Pascal, our new crested gecko, took the chance to explore our sitting room for the first time this evening.
(28.08.25)

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