Snakes Poems - Poems about Snakes

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Have a Guiness and let’s toast St. Patrick Whether laddie, lass or old codger geriatric A bold gent with such clout All Eire’s snakes he shooed out Never has there been a saint so theatric! Robert ...

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Allegory (Fable-Parable) Poetry Contest Crystol Woods They were two snakes in the grass buried in the pit of life now bemoaning their past with hisses, coils and strikes she constricts he restricts venom spewing out she thwarts his advances and he thwarts hers stubbornness seeding in the pot of mystery in the rock bottom garden of life ... yet there they were continuously watching...

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death came from rattle snakes build a fort just to dig his grave air became thinner inside with every single inhale mesmerised by the good feeling his obscured vision of love couldn't differ between words or places memories that still haunt him at dawn one common bite and 100 different faces excruciating pain and smile on their faces black dahlia flourished in my rose...

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All rabbits chased out of their holes, Snakes now make their burrows their own: Their venom, their flight it controls. All rabbits chased out of their holes. How to scare out the snakes, their goals? The snakes not worried, as they moan. All rabbits chased out of their holes, Snakes now make their burrows their homes....

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Snakes Miracle Man 8/11/2024 With scary bodies Snakes cause self inflicted harm; many are harmless. ...

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Snakes are clever, staying out of humans’ way Preferring to be up at night, sleeping away during the day I look for them in the morning, but never see them at all At midnight, however, one is climbing my lattice work, nine foot tall....

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In a time where innocence should reign, This little girl faced trials, her heart in pain. Her upbringing, not necessarily the worst, I’d say, But love and stability seemed far far away. Naive to the world, she sought to play, But she was forced to grow, her childhood held at bay. Beware the snakes, tall grass obscures your sight, She was blind...

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Big brother on the corner and in the sky Big sister in the mixed bathroom With a finger in your apple pie. Credit cards only -no need for cash the eagle has both talons on every greenback. An unholy border along the banks of the Rio no cash bail for all those cartel and fentanyl fellows... and they call me crazy...

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well if one won’t stoop to fight the devil ~ he will always condescend he’s further up the ladder ~ but down a manhole so let’s not pretend and how do I know such things ~ on any level he’s a charming friend one who makes empty promises ~ only the mesmerised comprehend inspired by...

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Night in the night Darkness in darkness We are in the pith. Hunting each other is approved . We suffer, two trapped snakes! Tossing and turning in the core In search of love....

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This reptile leaves without a trace, it is a sign of betrayal and disgrace, it catches its prey with grace, Don't you take them as merely or fake, Medusa's thirst for blood they slake, Oh the great snake Oh the great snake The caustic substance they release, Known to lay many decease, If you agitate your life they shall cease, Known to be found in...

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Into the damp room things creep. So, in it no one should sleep, Young girls asked to do so weep, Ruth awake all night: scared heap, Thrice did fearfully leap, A better room: an open jeep. Into the vileroeom snakes slid: Two short black ones there soon hid! You don't ask "what inmate did." Won't you room farewell bid?...

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Lay down noiselessly, as long as you stay still and breathe lightly, then they will ignore you. You can smile under your eyelids, you can pretend that they have legs and wear business suits. You can imagine milking the poison out of their hollow fangs; like sperm it will ease your mind. In the viper pit let the forked tongue's sense your resignation, let the forked...

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"A Game of Snakes and Ladders" It’s like a game, a game of Snakes and Ladders, some spend their lives climbing ladders up the corporate sticks sliding all the way back down on their sore sweet and sorry revelations soap boxes thrown and burnt like needles lost in hay we all become redundant at some point on some slippery soaped-up stage greeted by the Dickinson himself holding all...

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