Serpentine Poems | Examples

serpentine slither

what appeared to be poisonous was merely phosphorus
deeply tattooed into the warrior’s skin from an ambush
in the land of never-ending wars against imagined foes
with a myriad of causes cascading from power and greed

what does a Welshmen have to do in bloody Afghanistan
he used to have a lilt but now the speed impediment
was carved deep into the persona of horror shame and guilt
the snake had promised paradise not a distorted Adam’s apple

the stars had been bright connected by nebula and a waning moon
what an omen for the self-righteous soldier misguided of course
by fame glory and that now elusive war veteran’s pension
dole money merely covered the cost of the shack under the bridge

he attempted to count his blessings tried gratitude and the booze
which gave him some solace because blackouts were better than bombs
and the stink of his urine improved no end when vodka battled with vomit
but the protagonist never rose above the faceless evil of legalised slaughter

Serpentine Stardust

Word Bank Use Seven Words - 6-2-25
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Serpentine Stars
	
A “cascade” of crystal moonbeams
 Touches summer tides of “serpentine” seas
Where “phosphorus” waits
 To splash
On the still shoulders of shorelines  
In a “myriad” of luminescent sequins
Bathing the sand in sparkle 
 Like new stars
  Tumbling
From the amber-mauve wombs of “nebula”
To the “lilt” of the “lunar” nightingale’ serenades
For summer lovers 
Leaving a path of glittering footprints 
On crystalline sands.

Flesh That Refuses Form

no sound
in a cascade of nerves

submerged
amid a myriad of silences

a serpentine fold
slices through the viscera

and a breath
of phosphor
burns
in the chest’s hollow

a crawling rhythm
of an aborted name
shapeless

a lunar longing
locks into the bones
among the remnants
of a collapsed nebula

I do not heal
I do not return
I am
flesh that refuses form

Nebula of Lies

You had me
for a year, I believed it all was true.
Every moment, every action,
how could it not be?

Like a serpentine snake,
you slithered inside my mind, my body,
squeezing out all my trust,
all I believed in you.

You made me lower my guards.
I believed.
I wished I didn’t.

You showered me with love,
a cascade, a toxic waterfall,
drowning me in a myriad of lies,
your words with a cruel lilt,
twisting truth like a blade.

Like a lunar glow, you fooled me,
your eyes deceiving.
I fell, head over heels.

Now I’m stuck, haunted like a nebula
that never fades.

Star Studded Night

Star Studded Night


Myriad stars like tiny jewels greet me
as I set up my telescope
a new moon was the current
Lunar cycle, no light to interfere
Ophiuchus the Serpentine constellation
Slithers across the sky trailing
Phosphorous dust in its wake
I train my scope on the pinwheel shaped
Andromeda constellation its spiral arms
reaching far out to space
the Helix Nebula comes into view 
its brilliant colors from a shrinking star
a Cascade of meteors from the Perseid shower
cap off my night with a glorious display
streaking across the dark sky.

Serpentine Narcissus

My mind hibernates in the void of cavernous complexity,
wakes up in the sensual seasons of mystique living.
The wild psyche forms a sleek and sly unique entity,
as with whisper of intent hiss, dances the reptilian feeling. 

Within the deep cold layers many ancient secrets hide,
the sinuous slither of the silent senses can’t find.
Coiled in still shadows of the verdant world outside,
the echo of hostile footsteps is left to fade behind.       

   A prisoner under the disposable skin of own pedigree,               
with an animated grace of fear in introvert isolation,
I see all the frightened faces flee from me,
as I trace my tortuous path in the web of ardent adulation. 

In self-adoration, as a symbol of style steeped in serenity, 
I see in me a serpentine Narcissus lonely lurk.
Metamorphosed stealthily from an obsessive entity,
it holds the threads of life, waits insulated in the dark.

Serpentine

"Serpentine"


Give a woman enough rope 
and She’ll show you 
what hanging’s worth

the life coiled around 
a body of work 
could be misconstrued

serpentine
She draws from the rock
like it's Her cornerstone

creation 
sexuality 
fertility

the life force 
of our 
ever spinning planet

serpentine
like it’s Her cornerstone 
the conscience, conscious

In The Dreaming
It speaks 
Its tongues

She listens




Candide Diderot. ‘24





Serpentine. 





"I am not even dust. I am a dream..." 
(Jorge Luis Borges)

Sharp As a Marble

With a mind sharp as a marble
Words roll off my tongue as garble.
My clean shaved head is like a globe
Serpentine tattooed, lobe to lobe
With yellow, brown and strings of blue
Of understated pastel hues
Waxed smoother than a scratched eight-ball
Like a brain coral, all in all.
What is outside is not within
Sharp as a marble crown to chin.

Sponsor: Hilo Poet
Contest Name: Simile Poetry Contest
“Sharp as a Marble”

St Valentine Celebration

Paint never would smile at Turpentine
And I tell you The Serpentine
Wouldn’t at The Truest Valentine
“Hither I Come!” from Far- Off Turpentine
In Paint’s eardrums, A Monstrous Frankenstein
And-trust me- to The Serpentine
The love avowals of The Dove-Like Valentine.

Anyhow, mind-blowing gifts now part of it
From even the guy overflowing wit, 
Endorsing Michael Jackson’s levying of men
In his Wanna Be Startin’ Somethin of then;
For, indeed, if one can’t feed one’s baby
One shouldn’t try to have a baby…

Then, from your account graciously withdraw
For those who often close to you draw
And to him things are awfully hard,
For his woman a dollar recharge card:
Faithfully actualizing that wonderful line:
A decree that one mustn’t one’s woman sideline.

And valentine may be partly lips paintings
For men who’d see it and start fainting 
Or wearing the whitest upon the wettest
And it won’t read as old martyrdom clinching fresh protest…

Also about cleaning one’s sanitation-begging house
To lovingly rid it of every mischievous mouse!

Stichtite and Serpentine

Crystals of Violet green,
Emerged from a celestial stream;
No one had ever seen,
Such vivid colors of violet green.

One day 
The ppl decided to collect,
The beautiful crystals 
Painted violet green.

They named violet stichtite 
And her lover Serpentine.
The two were inseparable,
Though few have ever seen.

The beauty of stichtite & serpentine
Can be seen;
Appearing after a summer rain,
Gleaming in a rainbow stream.

Cascading down onto the earth
Found only by those,
Who from birth;
Carry the celestial seed 
Within their hearth.

The Road of My Life Is Serpentine

The road of my life is serpentine,
Wavy and with High-Five traffic jams.
Bewildering to me, but not to God,
Someday He will pull it straight,
Like that Christmas ribbon that curls.
All I can do now is talk to Him,
And wait until the ribbon unfurls.

Serpentine Locks

pink tulips with stems -
the beauty of Medusa
before bad hair day

1/9/2019

Serpentine Waters

Crystal clear serpentine waters

gurgle, gushing over small rocks.

A fly rides the turbulent surf

as I wade hip deep rod in hand.
 
And I feel the river’s fingers

tugging, trying to trip me up.



(Lyric/Verse )

Love and Hope - the Serpentine Nonet Style

~Love And Hope~
(Serpentine Nonet)


Trust the Lord with all heart, He's best friend
Friend who comforts our souls always
Always broken hearts He mends
Mends so with Him can walk
Walk each day and night
Night day with song
Song of love
Love and
Hope.



Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2013


September.04.2016


-So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love. 
1 Corinthians 13:13 (NIV)

-Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding. 
Proverbs 3:5 ( NIV )

-“Behold, God is my salvation; I will trust, and will not be afraid; for the Lord God is my strength and my song, and he has become my salvation.”
Isaiah 12:2 ( KJV )

-“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life. 
John 3:16 (NIV) 

-Casting all your anxieties on him, because he cares for you. 
1 Peter 5:7 (NIV) 


~Authors Notes:

The "Serpentine Nonet " is a poetry style created by Dorian Petersen Potter, aka ladydp2000, in 2012.

Love and Hope - the Serpentine Nonet Style

~Love And Hope~
(Serpentine Nonet)


Trust the Lord with all heart, He's best friend
Friend who comforts our souls always
Always broken heart He mends
Mends so with Him can walk
Walk each day and night
Night day with song
Song of love
Love and
Hope.



Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2013


June.24.2016


~Authors Notes~

The "Serpentine Nonet " is a poetry style created by Dorian Petersen Potter, aka ladydp2000, in 2012.

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