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                                                        “Snake looks scary for us and 
                                                         we look scary for the snake! 
                                                         Always try to see yourself 
                                                         from the eyes of others!” 
                                                                       ~ Mehmet Murat ildan 

Prepubescent bullies 
lay in wait behind a scrub,
eager to jeer-on

girly screams;
the plan was to hunt me down
the streets of suburbia. 

Four bushwhacked me,
flashed a two foot garter snake —
the game changed

as I reached out,  
gentled that alarmed coil 
of gilded black, then snatched it 

like a charmer or sage river warrior
who knows no mere boy
will fully grasp

why some skin must eventually be shed, 
the reason serpents 
wizen pulled braids & how blood 

can bless a thigh 
when fangs finally unleash 
the Medusa we truly are.

Copyright © Cyndi MacMillan


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  1. Date: 4/23/2016 8:26:00 AM

    Thank you for sharing this lovely poem and for this fine example of what a Free Verse poem should look like (well to me anyway) I'm still learning the different types. A fav :^^ //James
  1. Date: 4/22/2016 9:17:00 AM

    Yay!! You're writing and posting! Love this poem, Cyndi! Awesome concept of a 360 degrees' pointing finger. Yes, we're all the same: victims and stone-maker losing our heads at the end. : DDD Im going to Fav this poem! Very nice!
  1. Date: 4/22/2016 6:27:00 AM

    I can relate to your poem, Cyndi. When I was in 3rd grade my family moved to WA state, and new at my school, I went with a group of girls who wanted to show me a 'short-cut' through the woods. Once deep in the woods, they ran off and left me. It was after 7 pm when I found my way out of the woods. Honestly though, I think it was an Angel who pointed the way out. yes, they've always been out there! hugs, catie :)
  1. Date: 4/21/2016 8:45:00 PM

    It's really good to read your poetry once again Cyndi x