to kiss the snake
Who am I to question
the mesmerizing coldness
of your gaze
God made pearls
and scales
soft tendrils and tails
and your perfect tongue
smooth as a kitten’s
the forehead like an eagle’s brow
the eyes
diverging outward like dark opals
nostrils deep as a lily’s throat
I, like you,
could uncoil myself along a branch
in the hot shade
motionless
lulled to sleep
in the green silence
God told me
to kiss the snake
who am I to question?
the mesmerizing coldness
of your gaze
God made pearls
and scales
soft tendrils and tails
and your perfect tongue
smooth as a kitten’s
the forehead like an eagle’s brow
the eyes
diverging outward like dark opals
nostrils deep as a lily’s throat
I, like you,
could uncoil myself along a branch
in the hot shade
motionless
lulled to sleep
in the green silence
God told me
to kiss the snake
who am I to question?
posted by Yes at 11:37 PM
10 Comments:
That's when I would follow the example of Jonah and haul tail!! Excellent Vivian!!
Wow. And these gorgeous photos are the perfect accompaniment. (Something Georgia O'Keefe-like about them, too... which also ties in.)
Thanks, Pat--
I think Jonah got a bit too close, as I recall...
mb--Now that you mention it, the photos do seem O'Keefe-like since she did such dramatic flower close-ups!
Are you saying that the poem also ties in to O'Keefe somehow? That sounds fascinating --if that's how you meant it, please tell me more...
Firebird, this is so fascinating. And came just when I needed this. Perfect last stanza.
Sometimes questioning does not even enter into it. One has to go with the flow.
You will never know how I much connect!
Thanks for this post!
I'm haunted by this post
I am scared by this flower, lol, like a clowns thing - the exaggerated qualities, the garishness. It's like a Georgia O'Keefe flower wearing too much make up.
It's interesting so long as somebody else goes there to take the photograph...
Gee, Paul--I thought the maroon orchid looked scarier-- the spotty one seemed a bit cute--but I see what you mean!
I was sticking my nose into them to see which ones smelled good (some had fabulous fragrance--not these two)
Is the POEM scary too?...Pat seemed to think so...
hi firebird! it took me a while to get used to the fact that i was born in the year of the snake, but now that i've accepted it, it's lovely to find a poem with the courage to kiss one. :)
gautami--Sorry, my comment must have gotten erased!
I am so happy that you find this poem meaningful--it was waiting for the right time to be posted--and the photos seemed to call for it--So glad to get your comment!
whitesnake--welcome to this site!
I hope you haunt this page again in the future...thanks for stopping and writing!
ss-Is the year of the snake the same as the dragon? Either way, it's very powerful! It is something to embrace in yourself, for sure!
Well said.
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