some shiver, shudder, and shake.
is your common name, yet you’ve been
called many other things.
A hisssssss, real or imaginary, can cause
skin to crawl and feet to sprint
as you slide serpentine
over gravel low and through trees tall.
Slithering into nightmares and phobias –
a most notable role was aiding (wo)man’s fall.
In that scene you brokered innocence
in exchange for a taste of all
that was to remain forbidden
and forever hidden.
A landscape littered with your former skin,
though a reputation you cannot shed.
In the collective psyche you remain
feared and misunderstood. In the garden,
you were not evil – you were good.
An animal used for evil’s intent –
that’s one interpretation
of a tempting story, (mis)understood.
Beyond nightmares, legends, myths, and lore
snakes offer lessons of renewal and transformation.
We too should shed our skin,
experiencing temporary blindness when
our eyes become clouded with our past –
the celebrations and the misfortunes.
We too should listen for vibrations
that surround us, offering guidance –
if we choose to listen.
The featured art is the latest creation from my artist daughter, Sammi Lee. I knew when I saw her digital drawing, “Serpentine Rhythm,” on her IG page, (@sammilee.art) a few days ago that I wanted to pair a poem with it. I am surprised by what showed up this morning, but I do think this poem complements one of the themes found in my last post, “Becoming Empty” ~ the theme of shedding old ways of being and doing. 🐍 Enjoy my music selection, “Reptile” by The Church, from my 80s archives. 🎶 Thank you for visiting and reading. Be well. 💗 Michele
Artist/Poet Note: For those who are new here, you can learn more about the year-long long-distance creative collaboration between me, the poet, and my daughter, the artist, by visiting my Being a Woman page. Welcome to my creative space!
You can find my photos, micro-poetry, and reels on my IG page ~ @mlsefton
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