A snake pit
In bits and pieces
And phases and leases
You
Reveal its hem and hilt
Its frills and fancies
Soft folds and ( dark) peaks
Its wet crevices
Its secret passages
And honeyed recesses
Later late and wise
Deep deep down
Among shriveled folds
I realize
I am stuck
To wallow in this muck
Of creeping alleyways
And sapless recesses
90
End of the poem
15 random poems
- The Dandelion by Vachel Lindsay
- Казимир Лисовский – Река Енисей
- Английская поэзия. Уильям Шекспир. Сонет 139. Оправдывать меня не принуждай. William Shakespeare. Sonnet 139. o call not me to justify the wrong
- La Fleur by Shaunna Harper
- Robert Burns: Ah, Woe Is Me, My Mother Dear: Paraphrase of Jeremiah, 15th Chap., 10th verse
- A Singer by William Allingham
- Amoraphobia by Shaunna Harper
- Sonnet 07
- Sonet 41 by William Alexander
- William Ellery Leonard – William Ellery Leonard
- Thanatos Basileos poem – Aleister Crowley poems | Poetry Monster
- The Dream poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- Robert Burns: Deluded Swain, The Pleasure:
- Омар Хайям – Цветам и запахам владеть тобой доколе
- To The Serpent
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