The snake slips through its own ribs.
It surges away accelerating within its length,
a self-winding mind
pumped through muscular hoops.
A sharpshooting tongue flicks, drilling space,
muscular chains propel scaly flanks.
That elongated, rippling cage,
creates side-winder tractor-prints,
a pattern
etched on the surface
of its underbelly belly.
Its swift purpose now
is to out-speed the threat of my eyes.
I kick some dust up,
the serpent freezes,
then turns to face,
not seeing but tasting,
a scent that could be
the enticing blood-heat of a rabbit,
or the stabbing beak of an eagle,
yet it hesitates, sensing
something alien, different.
If it had shoulders, It would have shrugged,
Instead, I shrug for it,
then walk quickly away.
Categories:
sharpshooting, poetry,
Form: Free verse
It surges away accelerating within its length,
a self-winding mind
pumped through muscular hoops.
A sharpshooting tongue flicks, drilling space,
muscular chains shrug along propelling flanks.
Snake slips through its own ribs;
watching that swift cage
roll over the tractor-prints of its flesh
my pulse also pushes ahead
running to define a matching rhythm,
a pattern etched on the undersurface
of that unseen belly.
Categories:
sharpshooting, poetry,
Form: Free verse
a sharpshooting assignment is,
a marksman sharpshooting assignment
a marksman profession is a,
sharpshooting marksman profession
a galaxy is a sharpshooting galaxy
a galaxy is a marksman sharpshooting galaxy
a galaxy is a marksman galaxy
an assignment is a marksman galaxy of assignment
an assignment is a sharpshooting assignment
an assignment is a sharpshooting galaxy
a universe is a sharpshooting galaxy
a universe is a sharpshooting universe
a universe is a sharpshooting assignment
a sharpshooting universe is a sharpshooting galaxy
a sharpshooting universe is a sharpshooting profession
a profession is a marksman profession
a profession is a marksman sharpshooting profession
a profession is a marksman sharpshooting assignment
the assignment of the universe is the assignment of the galaxy
the universe is the assignment of the universe
the universe is the assignment of a galaxy
Categories:
sharpshooting, science fiction, time, universe,
Form: Free verse