The mother alligator and her babies. Photo by Lorraine Walker Williams
The mother alligator and her babies. Photo by Lorraine Walker Williams

Alligator

Behold the alligator,

teeth and jaw,

bellow and maw.

 

Sixteen sounds,

guttural communication,

gator to gator vocalization.

 

Fiery breath,

thick rippled skin,

insidious grin.

 

One night stand,

water dance face to face,

reptile smile and embrace.

 

Female gator piles nest high,

lays eggs and waits,

single mom without a mate.

 

Near the pond—

cracking eggs, babies bound,

mama carries them jaw down.

 

Two beady eyes,

Sinuous wiggle—splash—

Dive, disappears in a flash.

 

Lorraine Walker Williams

 

About the poem: Last spring as I was biking I discovered the female alligator pictured with this poem. When I moved closer to photograph it I noticed that she had two baby gators on her back. It was the first time I was privileged to see such a sight along a Sanibel bike path.