Sneaky Snake

Little girl standing tall

Sneaky snake standing small

Beneath the old oak tree

He was reaching for me

I was watching men dig the pond

No idea the snake wanted to bond

He stood as high as he could on his tail

Tried to reach my hand to no avail

He stood straight up and didn’t wiggle

The diggers and I couldn’t help but giggle

It was surely a sight and not one of fright

Not your everyday ordinary squiggle

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One of Mama’s memories/stories was my inspiration for this poem. She recalled when they moved out to this old place and these men were digging out where the pond was to be. She was 11 or 12 and she was standing, watching and one of the men was gasping and pointing and motioning to her hand hanging down. She looked down and saw the most peculiar thing – a little green snake, reaching for her hand and standing on the end of his tail.

Well, you know how animals can smell fear? I mean, it’s scientific that fear has a certain odor. I think, too, that creatures can smell when people are good and kind and maybe this cute, funny little snake knew she was a sweetheart and was trying to befriend her. The man and Mama couldn’t help but giggle. She’d never seen a snake standing on its tail. I mean, have you?! Too bad she didn’t have a camera.

#30daysofpoetry

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Prepping for January’s challenge – Plant-based diet

The only prepping I am planning to do for January is pulling back from coffee. I’m going from 6 cups a day to 1 cup a day and I started this yesterday. I can tell it’s having an effect on me as my eyes and body are severely tired. I’m just thankful I haven’t had the withdrawal headaches.

I quit the following on Dec 31 at midnight – no more meat, no more dairy, no more products from animals such as eggs, no more packaged food such as with plastic, metal cans, frozen, no processed foods, no sugar, no salt, no coffee, no alcohol. Only plant-based foods (the certified organic foods that you would find at Whole Foods or a community co-op.

Why? Well, I guess I’ll explain all that on day one if I haven’t explained already in an earlier post.

Author: Carol Blake

Writer, Recovering Coffee Addict, Lover of Mountains. Lives to shrink the planet, one story and connection at a time.

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