Michael J. Falotico Poet Rhyme

"a Snake"

A creeping snake that crosses my path...
Slithers side to side with evil and wrath..
I sit coy and wait for my chance..
To cross this road and hold my stance..
With silence and deceit he glides past me..
My eyes follow as I am soon to be free..
Out of sight he goes without a sound..
Now the air is clear and safe is the town..
I push my chair back in and wait for another..
Because in this work place we are in, they're
not your brother..

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Sara Kendrick June 13, 2010 at 4:44 AM Got a chuckle...This world we live in is filled with snakes in the grass...Keep the creative pen flowing..Thanks for stopping by and commenting on my work..Sara

Andrea Dietrich June 12, 2010 at 11:39 PM this could be talking about evil people and not just snakes. I know about the work place and I think it must be the two legged kind! good one. Luv, Andrea

Princess Corazon June 12, 2010 at 3:06 PM Nice. although i am not a fan of snakes, really good.

C.C Bloomsfield June 12, 2010 at 8:02 AM There are many snakes everywhere,some are without venom yet they can still strangle you!great clever poem!Celene!

Constance La France June 12, 2010 at 7:03 AM I am reading between the lines, Michael, and those snakes can talk, right? And you are not the only one who has to work with snakes... enjoyed your poem.. love constance

Poet Destroyer A June 12, 2010 at 4:51 AM Nice flowing of rhyming,,,, this was an interesting and good write..enjoyed..P.D.

Sharon Tideswell June 12, 2010 at 4:46 AM I've met a few of those snakes in my working life, some rattlers but some silent! Enjoyed your write very much ~ Sharon :)