Elyse Winne

Slithering Along - Poem by Elyse Winne

Slithering along,
Gripping the ground.
Searching everywhere,
Searching all around.
The slits, in its eyes,
As thin as a crescent moon.
Not searching for;
The altering boon.
Look! It's found prey,
Soon will it raze.
But the prey has evaded it,
And may it be the serpent's bane.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

I wrote this a couple minutes ago, my inspiration is reptiles and wolves, and it is dedicated to my beautiful sand boa, Monty.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, March 14, 2013

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