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Hidden In Grass

I started to walk in tall grass, alas,
a snake hides there and I cannot pass.
Slithery, slimy, awful, shoddy
RUN! instead, I look at snake's body.

A tiny snake rests beside its mom,
they're enjoying a warm, sunshine calm.
And look! Perfect diamonds on mom's back
in lovely shades of green with a black.

Her eyes, as she locks mine in her glance,
blaze coral fire, the green they enhance.
Perhaps we should give Nature regard;
not confine it to evergreen yard.

I learned a bit on afternoon stroll,
hidden creatures we should extol
Snake and I each understood our place
in Nature's garden and Human race.

March 26, 2023
for "In the Grass" poetry contest
by Anthony Biaanco
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Rigoler Avatar
March 31, 2023 at 8:35 PM
I've written a few poem about snakes I experienced as a boy living in he country or working in the garden. All were nonpoisonous. Still I find them creepy creatures with a bad reputation that goes way back in time. Enjoyed the read. / Maurice
Peck Avatar
April 9, 2023 at 3:58 PM
Well, I actually did have a coiled rattler 2 feet from my back door. I had to go past her to get my dogs in. She was raised up to strike, but I got inside. Our eyes met and she slithered off without striking. whew! Thanks for commenting!
George Avatar
March 27, 2023 at 10:31 PM
Everything has a place in Nature. Each one is created with a purpose. Initially though the snake created fear in you, as you watched it closely, your fear gave way to a kind of awe. Well done, Ann. All the Best!
Peck Avatar
March 29, 2023 at 9:51 AM
Thanks, Valsa. I try to give the wild respect, and hope they do the same with me. :)
Faulkner Avatar
March 27, 2023 at 10:43 AM
Quite a different take on the misunderstood snake (though not one of my favorite animals) Hope it's a winner for you~
Peck Avatar
March 28, 2023 at 2:20 PM
Thanks, Michelle. I did have an encounter with a coiled rattler 2 feet from my back door. We locked eyes and she slithered away. I was dumb but lucky. :)
Buhagiar Avatar
March 27, 2023 at 1:29 AM
Not all snakes are poisons.
Peck Avatar
March 28, 2023 at 2:12 PM
True. Boas--the small kind--are quite gentle, until they're stressed. I just prefer my pet to be dog, cat or bird. :)
Wolf Avatar
March 26, 2023 at 6:41 PM
You are far, far, far braver than I could ever hope to be, Ann! ~ Chicken-Man
Peck Avatar
March 26, 2023 at 8:41 PM
I'm a big chicken, too, Gershon. I just expect all animals to respect me like I respect them. I'm lucky she didn't strike.
Buehler Avatar
March 26, 2023 at 12:24 PM
Your creative poem is very nicely written, Ann. I enjoyed this account of wonder in the grass. Yours is an excellent contest entry. :)
Peck Avatar
March 26, 2023 at 3:25 PM
Thank you, Evelyn. :)
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