There once was a snake
Whose name was Jake
He slithered and slid
And kept well hid
But had a bad encounter with a rake.
He went to jail
For killing a snail
Committed the crime
So he served his time
And lived to tell the tale.
He had too much grog
And got it on with a frog
But was later found
Living deep underground
Far away in a dirty old bog.
There is a convict king..An omnivore
Who eats the atrocious, yet showed
A brother the door' for lesser offences?
Though bad no doubt.' He's also put in the shade, by dark pontifs, where is the
Righteous shout ? The hue and cry.' The
potus's call.? The vigilant news corps
When did things fall.? Perhaps when the
Serpent slithered hugging the tree that
Held all knowledge, through as a mist i
See.? A form of growth a system that
Branches rich in foliage, yet that covers
Your chances..Lost in wonder of what can
Be by man-made.? Muscles become lax, as
So dense the messaging under this type of shade.)
Reading about totems or power animals is enlightening
In one week I will see five deer, or six red cardinals
I know there is a message in these sightings so I research
Cardinals bring messages from heaven; deer remind me to be soft
When I was walking around a pond one time I felt eyes on me
I stood still and scanned the horizon, thinking I would find a fox
But there was no fox, yet my feet were rooted in one spot
A voice was stilling me, willing me to stand there.
I scanned the other side of the pond, feeling surveyed.
Sudden movement on the trunk of a tiny tree took my attention.
A small brown snake slithered down that tree.
My clairaudience kicked in; I knew I was in touch with this creature.
He slithered away, unconcerned, recognizing message was received
I researched snakes that day; they represent renewal, and vigor.
Signaling a new direction, project or career.
pumpkin harvest faerie slithered into town
We knew she was there, she is kind of a clown
She made jokes as she inspected the pumpkin patch
We all like her a lot, she is a tough faerie to match
She checks the stems, the Rubenesque shape, the vine
Never a complaint from her, none of us have heard her whine
She checks to make sure the pumpkins have the soil they need
Then she flies off into the air with her unicorn steed
Goblin with greasy hands grabbed my favorite book
Slithered away with it to his favorite smelly nook
The novel will never be the same, it is irritating now
This goblin has ruined every book, I am angry said the cow.
Speak such as mine.
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3 cups of blackberries
5 cups of white grape juice
1/2 cup of congac
1 3/4 cup of sugar
1/4 t salt
2 cups of water
Simmer til purple sauce forms
Tame sweetness with
2 teaspoons of lemon juice
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Dumpling mixture
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4 cups of selfrising flour
1/2 teaspoon of salt
1 cup of sugar
3/4 cups of almonds chopped
1/4 cup of melted butter
1 egg
1 teaspoon of vanilla
1 teaspoon of almond extract
1 t of cinnamon
1 teaspoon nutmeg
2 cups of buttermilk
Mix thoughly adjust moisture
Drop dumplings into simmering berry sauce
Add white grape juice to readjust sauce
Cook dumpling done about 15 minute
Thicken sauce with 2/3 cup of heavy cream
Plus 2 Tablespoons of cornstarch slurry
And 5 tablespoons of butter.
Serve topped with slithered almonds and ice cream.
I never knew what to make of it -
It slid and slithered
In and out
Of my life.
Those moments
When I felt my soul connect
With another
And melt down the neglect.
Those words
That truly brought
Those smiles to my eyes
And caused my stomach knot.
Just a look
Cured the pain
And bore me down
Never ever in vain.
But why do I feel
Loss and sorrow—
More than my mind
Can ever borrow…
But why is it that
I am scared to care—
For you and for me
Not I dare…
But why do I think
Of all the wounds—
This is the one
I will ever be bound…
Why Anam Cara?
Why?
Despite all your versions,
You have always been
My curse and prison…
You did show though —
Even being a beast
Life is but a beauty!
The splendorous firmament of my fervent heart
twinkled with the tinsels of the argentine night,
where your glamour gleamed with tantalizing tinge,
suffused with the sequins of the mesmeric moon.
I was entranced by the amorous touch so tempting
of the captivating aura of your intangible charisma,
but you slithered away out of my spellbound sight,
like a clump of autumn cloud across my dream sky.
In the verdant vale vibrant with the rhythm of my heart,
your footprints disappeared in my pining forlorn plateau
beyond the fading turquoise trail of lingering longing,
as I wandered chasing the mystique mirage going nowhere.
From the ebony edge of the dense night of despair,
storm clouds surged with thunders of tearing strife,
splintered my sky once the yearning epitome of adoration,
the flakes of dream slid away dispersed in the debris.
Abandoned at the desolate crypt of the lonely night
I saw you become a shining star in my delusion sky,
sparkled for an enchanting while, disappeared forever.
I felt despondent I didn’t dream enough of a time for us.
So It Does
Gently tickling the tree tops as the giggling leaves frolic and play in the sultry summer sun.
Caressing and cooling the skin, it's fingers run freely through loose lavish locks like no lover can.
Nary a notice when blasting the blades made to siphon it's strength, spinning, working, it solders on consistent, strong, always unrestrained.
Billowing the buxom sails urging ever onward into the unknown daring adventures to be had.
Whispery kisses to majestic mountains takes tiny fractured flecks in time making jagged crests and regal peaks wither in it's wake
Fine desert sand, it's dunes Slithered slowly like waves across the wilderness, suddenly, voraciously with great velocity enveloping the sky, stripping flesh from bone.
Compelling the atmosphere downward thrashing twisting demanding the earth to surrender whatever it desires.
A soaring galactic vortex spun up from the oceans bowels stalking it's victims, dumping it's deadly deluge with ferocity and force.
Shifting sands and powered mills,
dancing leaves and withered hills,
Typhoons swirl and twisters spin
friend or foe, I give you the wind.
stagnant water still
stale grief slithered shattering —
finch twitters be free
path a hundred deaths
shake chains raining draining blood ~
write novels free be
turgid losses drown
in insolence they waited …
wife escaped be free
break bones to reach cave
courage climbs steps and steeps __
weep not nights free be
rods crack cords unfurl
ten thousand miles in riddles ~
shed shackles be free
eat parrot’s peanuts
pantry is empty laugh loud …
observe pain free be
smoothly plane cuts through
staring at unwinding space —
judgement flies be free
time moves then stands still
doors bang on open escape ~
awareness free be
petals circular
align with Sun straight down spine …
eyes dazed be free
~::~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~::~
as I walked out, a snake slithered in
dark with a white stripe and quite thin
neither of my dogs noticed this
snake was silent, I heard no hiss
I gave an involuntary scream
this was reality, no kind of dream
today I am avoiding my studio
where that snake slithered oh so low
across the dark lake a rusty blade waited in the cold wet grass
two copperhead snakes slithered past each with a secret task
a frog hopped by on his way to get eaten by the snakes
the blade giggled a bit as the frog was devoured by the big one
the other snake slithered off, looking for something tasty.
rusty blade could relate, he was ready to take a bite of something himself.
He had tasted potatoes, carrots, steak, pork, and now fish.
There was nothing that he did not like to carve into
something small but fast rushes toward the blade, what is that?
rusty blade regrets that no one ever shared an encyclopedia with him
He had no name for the object, but he still wanted a taste.
He sliced into its leg, and heard a loud horrible yowl. He loved that!
A mother stood in her fragile home,
her children laughing in the quiet room.
But a serpent of trouble, silent and sly,
slithered near with a hungry eye.
She fought with courage, heart aflame,
but alone, her strength could not tame
the coils of fear, the tightening breath
she stood at the doorway of certain death.
Then, footsteps thundered, voices rang,
her friends appeared, a faithful band.
They struck the serpent, tore its pride,
lifted her burden and turned the tide.
Together they cast the darkness away,
together they saved the light of her day.
A truth was spoken in that fierce hour:
no soul survives on strength alone,
we live because of a greater power
the hands that hold when hope has flown.
So cherish your circle, keep it warm,
a bond of shelter through every storm.
Be the one who answers the call,
who lifts a friend when shadows fall.
For life is woven, thread by thread,
by those who walk with us, not ahead.
And when the serpent of sorrow appears,
it is friendship’s wings that calm our fears.
Be true, be near, be kind, be known
no heart should ever stand alone
"Hush now my little darling,
Blow your nose and wipe your eyes."
"The "Tooth Fairy" comes tonight,
And he'll leave a big surprise!"
"So, dry those tears sweet Jim,
Dream of rainbows in the sky."
"And tomorrow when you wake,
A silver coin you will spy!"
Moonlight drifts through midnight dreams,
Such innocence enthralls him.
He tip-toes like a shadow,
But, what plight might befall Jim?
A single pearl rests neath pillow
The evidence gaps young smile.
"Let's peek in my bag of tricks,"
His methods are somewhat vile!
"But, what's this...only "one" tooth?
"Don't dream golden, I'm not through.
"One just won't cut it for me,
But, the rest of them will do!"
"A little drop of ether,
So little Jim won't awake."
"And with all due diligence,
Your little smile I will take!"
Just like he slithered on in,
He slinks out of bedroom door.
Wearing a "Cheshire Cat" grin,
Twenty teeth lie on Jim's floor!
Parents peek into bedroom,
Twenty pearls checkers the rugs.
And right there, next to Jim's head...
Just a bag of silver slugs!
Its ob-scene yet not ob-scure.' Quite clear
The people must exerscise de'jure.' there
Were buisness officers sent armed to the
Teeth..Entailed unto your deadly grief.'
Just before the court action, Dezi was looking for truth and action.' Dingo dan though planned to thwart being beside it TWOT leader he'd have had to decide it would be great if an offence could be pinned on Freeman, the case would never
Be tried..Now goons are expendable.' And
If one perhaps were killed, he could say good riddance 'to that free-man' and old
danny boy could ridel.! That would only leave that car crash.? Yet he was good by
Thunder..The slipperiest snake that ever had slithered around
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