John Lawless Poet Free verse

The Serpent

The serpent within
Lays coiled
Yet never at peace
Tremors of forever
Agitate its presence
Its necessity
Determined by
Its need
To shield, protect, defy
Those who wish
It exiled
Into soundless stillness
Stripped of its awareness
A silent sentinel
Muted
Lest it strike
Its fang-like “voice”
Injecting
An end
To the conversation

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Ink Empress November 29, 2023 at 2:03 PM “Its fang like voice” whoa what a powerful and soul hitting write this is, i love the wordplay and depth of this truly and also the alliterations .Pleasure reading this. John Lawless November 30, 2023 at 6:58 AM thanks for stopping by Ink. "it's not the hiss that gets us ...its those fangs". Glad you enjoyed the word play

Hilda Greenhough November 29, 2023 at 12:28 PM A good description of being quieted. It's a deep, communicative poem. John Lawless November 30, 2023 at 6:53 AM "of being quieted".....great phrase....could be a future contest theme....it also describes what is done by all the shouting and posturing of politicians and society in general