Who doesn’t think that poetry and snakes work well together? Snakes are deeply symbolic and can represent a wide variety of mythological images, ranging from fertility to rebirth. There’s the evil serpent from the garden of eden, but there’s also the Caduceus which represents healing. Snakes are perfect for metaphors, just ask Freud what he thought of snakes! If that’s not enough, we can even rhyme the word with cake, as in that snake ate a cake. But enough, here is an original poem that you will find only on Shadow of Iris. So get ready to slide down the spiraling lyrics of a serpent song. Scroll past the picture below so you can begin. Happy reading!
Snakes, a poem
by Matt at Shadow of Iris
snakes with slick black bodies
that move up rough cement walls
in zigzag patterns
that your mind cannot ever hold;
an old man with a sun roughed skin
and eyes like slits
tells you it’s bad luck
to kill a snake like that,
so he shuffles it off the road
and into his neighbor’s yard
little snakes with beady eyes
that cannot possibly be real
that park themselves on slender branches,
just outside your bedroom window;
there’s one that’s there all day,
that little snake, staring in at you,
never moving a centimeter,
never even winking,
what he wants, you’ll never know;
he’s gone the next day.
Snakes that sleek under your lounge chair
while you lay in the sun by the pool;
a long, black snake
that likes the sun as much as you;
you won’t know he’s there
until you get up
and startle him away;
he more scared than you.
snakes so long
that they halt you on your bicycle
in that damp, dark, narrow tunnel
that runs under the free way;
a passing farmer on foot
tells you not to worry,
a snake like that is a good omen
or so he says.
I dream of a snake,
a rainbow snake,
with a pattern so intricate,
it is a dance of rainbow colors;
snakes on snakes
twirling in my head
and up my back
until I wake with a start
and a gasp.
I think of snakes.
The twirls of their hisses
rise like the tiny dust-cones on slow-noon roads.
— A. K. Ramanujan
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