A New Respect For Snakes


She’s a lady
Who stretches her skin
Like jeans too tight
Slipping it off
But first, one placed beneath
No reminders every day
Leaving fur and fiber to be dusted away
Not fretting who she was or becoming
Free to be who she is


dversepoetspub.com Quadrille Monday, the promo word is “fret” an exactly 44-word poem excluding the title. This is one form I can always have fun with. And I don’t even like snakes!

About Mary (tqhousecat)

I am a wife and a mother of two grown children. I love Jesus and sharing my faith through written words. I currently have a poetry blog and also write on medium.com. My main focus is hope in Christ. I only wish that whoever reads this will be blessed, inspired and occasionally amused.
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21 Responses to A New Respect For Snakes

  1. That’s a fascinating way to look at a snake! I admire the metaphor and the conclusion.


  2. A reminder to live in the present. I like this.


  3. I’m not a snake fan, but I like your take on it. Too many folks fret about popularity and political correctness. I like Popeye, who says, “I yam what I yam.”

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  4. I like this different take on the prompt. I also enjoyed your description of snakes, making one think of it in a different way other than the usual (scary, horrible, untrustworthy etc).


  5. Truedessa says:

    Free to be who she is, that is the greatest freedom. I think of snakes shedding their skins as a form of transformation.


  6. rothpoetry says:

    A great lesson for all of us. Never fretting who she was or what she is becoming! A great line!!


  7. kanzensakura says:

    I like your take on snakes – being what she is.


  8. Nice take. I love how her change is taken in stride. And, I appreciate that you are using snakes as a topic as they should not be as feared as they are.


  9. msjadeli says:

    I like the shedding of things and not worrying. I believe that’s a corn snake, and a very pretty one. Snakes are our friends. We’d be overrun with rodents without them.

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  10. kim881 says:

    The snake in your image is so beautiful! I like snakes and I love where you’ve taken the prompt, especially the image of shedding skin like a lady slipping off her tight jeans. Have you ever read the poem ‘To the Snake’ by Denise Levertov?

    Green Snake, when I hung you round my neck
    and stroked your cold, pulsing throat
    as you hissed to me, glinting
    arrowy gold scales, and I felt
    the weight of you on my shoulders,
    and the whispering silver of your dryness
    sounded close at my ears —

    Green Snake — I swore to my companions that certainly
    you were harmless! But truly
    I had no certainty, and no hope, only desiring
    to hold you, for that joy,
    which left
    a long wake of pleasure, as the leaves moved
    and you faded into the pattern
    of grass and shadows, and I returned
    smiling and haunted, to a dark morning.

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    • Thank you Kim! Personally, I do not like snakes at all, at all, at all! Okay, they do have pretty colors. My husband was snake sitting a 6 foot Boa constrictor when I met him who belonged to my (now) very close friend. I have never read this poem or any on snakes. I did write one yeas ago, a short one. I believe it was for dverse.

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  11. calmkate says:

    If only we all realised we have such freedom 🙂

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  12. robtkistner says:

    I am exceefingly certain you have written a superb poem… but I am terrified by snakes Mary… yow!!

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  13. Tempting Herself
    Eve Is Free
    Fretting No
    L on G e R
    SKin.. Yes
    All that’s
    Left is
    Dance Sings..
    SMiLes i Love
    To Play with
    Snakes i see
    so easily through them..
    i travel With Their Play
    SeAMlessly SLitheRing too..:)

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  14. I really love snakes… (at a safe distance)… and maybe it’s their independence i admire the most.


  15. Lona Gynt says:

    Snakes are so lovely and fascinating, and also this poem. The last two lines are how I am trying to be, it’s not always easy


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