Snake In Bed

Snake in bed

Gliding is old brownie ,
up upon my tortured bed,
felt him lurching on me doona,
he struck, I kicked, he fell instead.

whizzing round the bed he was,
tossing pillows at him then
have to go n watch tv
put him on the puter Fred

yes a going back to bed ,
get a bit more sleeping time,
get this snake out of me head,
he’ll be gone by dinner time

Don Johnson 4.14am 9-june-11
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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June 10, 2011 at 4:08 PM
Dear Sara The rhyming angels had him rushing round inside my head, so at the chilly 4am i let it flow on the computer and said..another verse came while i was there, better out than rattling in my head's hair. Dr Ram was probably right:) good on ya... Don
Kendrick Avatar
June 10, 2011 at 2:55 PM
This is interesting work that leaves me wondering is this a real snake or is it a metaphor for something else..Thanks for the kind review of my work..I am sorry that it is excess rain in your area..I hope that you don't live in a flood plain..Your presence at my work was uplifting..Sara
Brown Avatar
June 10, 2011 at 5:37 AM
Wishing you a wonderful day and weekend too. I enjoyed reading your poetry this morning Don. I hope your weekend is filled with love and joy and you find your soul filled with inspiration. Love, Carol
Mehta Avatar
June 9, 2011 at 6:14 PM
What a fantastic analogy, Don
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June 9, 2011 at 6:12 PM
No thanks Don! This boy would be GONE! enjoyed this snake tale.
Delacroix Avatar
June 9, 2011 at 6:09 PM
That is one scary experience. Glad it will be your dinner, not you be its dinner. You must be living in wild country? Caroline.
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