Best Serpent Poems

Slippery Sam the serpent sang songs.
About sexy slitherers in thongs.
The tunes were quite crass.
Cause thongs up their ... .
Let's face it, that just never belongs.

My apologies for being smutty. I think my mind is rotting....

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The serpent's evil doctrine he'd tried to inflict
Tore peaceful communities assunder; causing conflict
The ghost soldiers would come in the dead of night
Taking on the evil serpent with firepower and might.

They would infiltrate the serpent's lair and be in disguise
And unleash hit and run tactics with...

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Twilight fell onto my 
  windowsill

Demon fire in full 
  retreat

The stars above
  glowing pulls on a rug

Woven deep into the blackness
  I sleep

Days grip is unchained
  the cantor sings as he prays

As St. Michael cries
  THE SERPENT UNDONE

The...

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Once Upon a Time Everything was Perfect in Eden, NSW, Australia

This is a story about why snakes are reluctant to leave whenever you see them. 
Why they hang about, instead of scurrying off.
A reluctant snake wishes to stay, and repent for unfulfilled temptations. 
This fairy...

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The Infernal Serpent
coiled ’round the soul of man
strangles the love and understanding
imbued by the Creator 
supplanting it with hatred and distrust.

The result
	conflict


Collection: Attaining Peace
Written: June 2019...

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Warm smooth coils round 
my head 
scales tickle my forehead 
I want to scratch 
quick tongue laps my ear 


The body moves… languid 
like water over smooth rock
Or is the snake inside 
my head? 

Is there only one or many 
seething and writhing?  
Is...

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I saw it on a stormy night
When lightning struck the sea,
The waves crushed on the sand with might
the wind howled endlessly.

I stood upon the  midnight shore
The rain cold on my face,
The echo of the oceans roar
A haunting sound embrace.

Then with the lightning flash I...

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The Serpent
 The government is camouflage in optimism. 
As the serpent, the government begins to drop wisdom.
Making you believe everything is for the best.
Only to ended up in our community chest.
 Slither from the governments nest.
  In our hands is where this serpent rest.
Controlling...

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I am the one who once traveled by flight and foot
And now I slither around on my round-body
My tongue has always been and still is split in half
In my first stage of life my speeches consisted of fire-bursts, ice-shards, smoke rings, and whirling-wild-winds
Now my speeches...

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Tali Karng : le Serpent du Crépuscule – Translation of W. Les Russell’s  « Tali Karng : Twilight Snake » by T. Wignesan

(W.Les Russell, b. 1949 in Melbourne, joined the Royal Australian Navy – where he received training in photography – in 1965. He...

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He's on Her, Like The Serpent, 
Beginning A Social-Disease,
Uncontrolled, Speaking VooDoo,
Dolls Talk, Forcefully Desired,
Now Emerges, Into Flow, As Their,
Blood Creases, Under Skin, Sharply
Sticked Needles, Through Out, 
A Burning Fire, Between them,
Where Their Bodies, Serve, Hunger 
On A Platter, Sacrificed, As They Gore,
Eyes For Each-other, And...

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(Maya mythology or Mayan civilization describes a Sacred Serpent or Vision serpent as being the vehicles by which celestial bodies, such as the sun and stars, cross the heavens. The shedding of their skin made them a symbol of rebirth and renewal. In Yoga it...

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Mirrors remind her she must live alone
Everything she sees, she turns to stone 
Dismal future she now faces
Ugly snakes upon her head like laces
She is a gorgon, Medusa is her name
Athena punished her, for beauty was her shame...

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GARDEN OF THE HEART 

I am the Garden
In me all things live
In me nothing is forgotten 
Here we enter 
After being done with the Serpent 
Flamed or in darkness 
When the Cross enters from below 
We die, never to be reborn

Over naked breasts and belly
Shadows...

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ODE TO THE MYRRH TREE


So the tree stood in the centre of the desert
Mangled by winds of change and truth of joy
and chains of dust and torrents of rare rain 


Burnt black and senseless by an 
unrelenting Sun of nightmare beauty
And orange was the sand...

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