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Feather Boa

all eyes on me as

boa hangs over my breast -

center stage effect










14 July 2015
Feather Contest 
Sponsor: SKAT A


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Premium Member Boa

Like a boa constrictor
the intimations of mortality
remind me every day
not to take a backwards breath,
to keep my lungs filled
to the deepest point,
be open to the widest possibility,
replace each new disability
with a new ability,
and to rest, aware
that the damnable serpent
never does until
its eaten it's fill.

Premium Member Barco Do Boa Vista 2

Barco do Boa Vista 2 

Windswept, worn and weary sails
You might think that this boat ails
But with sound and sturdy, solid mast
She sails the ocean's waves at last

There was one here not long before her
But she sailed away to who knows where
Perhaps the Pirates thought they had the right
To slip her moorings in the dead of night

All they left was her shell lifeboat
Cast ashore though she could still float
Solitary, washed high on the beach
Out of water, out of reach

So a vessel more seaworthy 
Was carved and built for all to see
Ready to sail the ocean blue
Ride trade winds with verve anew

The lifeboat too was hauled aboard
Made shipshape, to go abroad
With its own tiny mast and sail
Lashed to the deck with a rusty nail

There's not much calico along this coast
To make a sail, so we made the most
Of what there was ready to hand
What was found on rock and sand

So with part mainsail from a sheet of wood
And tattered foresail flapping as best it could
Into the wind she made her bearing
Casting aside risk with daring

She knew her stays were strong and taut
To take more sail as they ought
But now she's ready to sail with the tide
The seven seas and far and wide

Barco has sailed, her voyage made
But now another's anchor's weighed
So all take heed and observe well
Another boat's on the ocean's swell


Boa Constrictor

Miss Mary Prince
Was not seen since
She brought home her boa constrictor
I guess the snake did more than lick her.

Boa Constrictor

Boa Constrictor 

 This is turning into a diary of a slow death I had another fall
I was taking picture of some Interpretable bushes where I was
sure I had seen an animal, not unlike the Tasmanian tiger.
I did not see the hollow up to my waste in plant roots beginning 
to strangle me like a nest of hungry squeezing snakes. 
I knew of a man who had an anaconda in his basement and once 
a week it gave the snake a sheep carcass, but then he had to stay
in the hospital for three weeks, being an animal lover, he checked on 
his monster that mistook him for a sheep carcass strangled and
swallowed him shoes and all, weeks past, where is Jonas when they 
broke into his house they found a hungry snake, and that was all.
Regarding the roots I cut myself loose with my knife which I always 
when falling into a hole and have rabbits snarling at me and black
crows are cackling with glee.

Premium Member Boa

boa
b o t t l e n e c k i n g
breath

7/14/2021
In Just A Few Words 2 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Joseph May


Boa 1 Boa 2

Boa 1 
life flows like stealth, down
river, boa, stretch the banks
strike comes to the prey

     Boa 2
humidity, sun
river, body winding, strikes 
boa stretches prey

Boa Hakui

Killing jar of mine
Suffer the bunnies and mice
Swallow whole its prey
My albino boa on this day
Killing jar of mine
Suffer the birdies and frogs
Swallow whole its prey
My albino boa on this day

Premium Member Young Emerald Tree Boa

they must think I am color-blind or color-unaware
but I am aware, because I am an artist.
I am orange with black and silver markings.
how dare they call me a young emerald tree boa
what part of me is emerald? I ask defiantly.

Premium Member Boa Constrictor and Anaconda

Boa, Constrictor and Anaconda were out on a slither.
They saw some animals up ahead, yonder, some hither.
I’ll get the baby.
I’ll get the hayseed.
With greedy appetites all three snakes were a quiver.

Mask

Enclave or enormous but pretty king mask 
Brick per brick Rome's whack on an iron task

A shield to that tactful lions roar
His safe I'm saved from an odious boa

En masse we feed and stucked with 'cheese'! 
On a flax we seat, soft like a fleece

See many at our domain, our blue means love
Cheers and welcoming we did, pure like a dove

Fierce sharks and hawks out like safari park 
En bloc we sleep, no careless peep to the dark

Nevertheless, they horse around, we're free from attack
Relief, wow to our mask for the shield attach.

Black Feather Boa

Black Feather Boa

Your cosmic love 
Encircles me like a
Soft black
 Feather boa.
 
Draping around
 My bare body,
As I sleep taking me
To the highest plateau.

Your silky boa feathers
 Tickle me between my toes
Causing me to open up
My rose hips to you
Like a blooming rose.

Your hot juices
Quench my parched
Tongue and leaving me
Blushed and happy.
 
Ready to run
Off towards the
Apricot setting sun
With you,
 
Where you keep
Your black feather 
 Boa of love.

A Man Named Noah

I knew a man named Noah
Meaner than the snake called Boa
Loved him still
Wasn't God's will
Sent him back to Samoa

Premium Member The Kitten and Boa Rendezvous

the kitten and boa rendezvous 

she slithers in the tall grass
looking for cute ass
through rock bottoms pass
to tall oak trees mass

her eyes continue moving
for some grooving
two days drought
makes her shout

a little light filters in
she sees a boa and gasp within
is this too much for the kitten
no, she lets out a purr
in wake of her rising fur
 
with burning desire
she jumps into the fire
... onto a rising flame
frame by frame
the heat feels good
as it should 

a little light filters out
as she preens about
the last log turns to ash
not before whetting her cache

connie pachecho

4/10/17

Premium Member Thoughts of Young Emerald Tree Boa

they must think I am color-blind or color-unaware
but I am aware, because I am an artist.
I am orange with black and silver markings.
how dare they call me a young emerald tree boa
what part of me is emerald? I ask defiantly.

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