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she didn't see him slithering. her heart was pounding, but everything seemed fine until she felt him coiling around her tighter and tighter until she couldn't breathe. she clutched a pocketknife. with the last drop of strength she had, she slashed him and he slithered away. after she caught her breath, she realized he was a snake.
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Apr 26, 2020
Apr 26, 2020 at 11:49 PM UTC
serpentine.
Boundaries pushed for lights and dance America so eager to imitate gave you no chance So you moved to art nouveau France Where you twirl, spin, ignite leaving crowds in a trance How that silk captures the flame so bright Tricks of mirrors and stroboscopic lights You strobos angel of the night The crowd watches as you twirl in dizzying flight The silk rose opens and morphs to flame As you spin and dance your way to fame All those impostors you have put to shame The opera house now pronounces you a grande dame All that training, all that tiresome work Damaged eyes and mind driven berserk Has created a new form of serpentine artwork Exploding luminescent colors, a dancing firework
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Aug 14, 2018
Aug 14, 2018 at 11:37 AM UTC
The Fire of Loïe Fuller
Dance Loïe Fuller Serpentine angel, how you Coil and capture
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Aug 14, 2018
Aug 14, 2018 at 7:49 AM UTC
Art Nouveau
Inside a room dark with  little moonlight Peering over pages clear as white With hair long seeming unkept to the sight Scribbling words that common couldn't get right Heart & mind together a tender thing in delight Lost in ecstasy of his beloved's image upright.. "Dazzling with golden curls serpentine bright The beauty that perceived through the orbs bright And the pleasure of the beloved in clear sight Beauty unexplained by tongues tight And that none could put on paper nor write Sages mentioning of it only in esoteric delight!" Finally the pen scribes on the paper white That the beauty of the beloved is itself a shield tight Then the figure turns the head, just slight And catches itself in silver of seeping moonlight who is this being now that we can have the sight Lo; it is none but the  mysterious poet. (By: Khan, BA on Nov 1st, 2017)
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Nov 2, 2017
Nov 2, 2017 at 5:17 AM UTC
Mysterious Poet..
Put no faith in Serpent, for it will poison you A Serpents tool is their Traitors Gift Hard to identify, this is true, So tread carefully, be wary of shift
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Feb 13, 2016
Feb 13, 2016 at 9:43 PM UTC
Serpentine