Gary Fields Poet Imagism

When Snails Attack

He may be a friend
A lover, a sister, a brother
Some kind of kin
But,
Their are five minute's
That I may never get back
That was on the eve
It was a silent attack
When all the Snail's came
In a pact
And thing's even  get
More fuzzy than that
Yes, we should pay attention
For what we say and do
And make sure that only
Good thing's get back to you
They are slow to react,
They are hard to track,
Know that they are serious
And will strike right back
                -
I never met many
Yes, I know it's a fact
But, Hell hath no furry
Like that,
Where their a no 
Honorable 
Mentions' either!


                                        GF

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