Tuesday, July 05, 2005

 

Something Slithery This Way Slithers

I was very much inspired by a William Blake poem posted by Marv

So, I wrote this.

The Green-Eyed Serpent
Coiled on his stone
Surveying the world
From his barren, cold home.
Judging.
Peering.
No-one could see him sneering.

He saw all god's creatures,
Saw beauty and love
And knew he was different
To all those above.
Slither.
Coil tighter.
"My scales shine all the brighter."

He feels warmer now,
Hating all with lust.
Basking in their folly,
Flicked his tongue in disgust.
"Fools."
"Should you care,
You would love me and despair."

As night fell to the rise of the moon
Our serpent swayed to his very own tune.
So lonely, still, as the frost moved in
And fixed his smile in a frozen grin.
Colder.
So much colder.
None the wiser, nor the bolder.

Comments:
As night fell to the rise of the moon
Our serpent swayed to his very own tune.



yes, luverly, i read you.

Fluffy Monster he hehe yeah.

Acrillic, just surfin bloggs and sayin hi rather than lurk on by.

Hi sweet stranger, writer.
Write on, your poetry seems sweet...
 
Thank you very much Acrillic, that is very sweet to stop and say hello. A cyberkiss and happy good-luck thoughts are currently being transmitted to you!
 
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