"slithery" poems
Slithery, slider, scaly old snake,
surely your body must be a mistake.
Your eyes, mouth and tongue wisely stay on your head.
It seems that your body is all tail instead.
You gobble your dinner, you swallow it whole--
a mouse or a frog or a turtle or mole.
Ugh!
Why don't you eat ice cream or chocolate cake!
Oh slithery, slider, scaly old snake.
Sep 3, 2013
Sep 3, 2013 at 9:23 PM UTC
*So young and trite is the day
Born from this new light
Creatures of the dark and mist curl and wither
Only to return by midlight
The rose afar rises and stretches
Bloodshed velvet bleeds its regal glow
Smooth tips and enticing fragrance
Dark greens, stiff and sharp as spines
Beads of water glisten and shimmer
A blood’s true jewel
Thy shadows came in thy’s slithery way
Enveloping Devil’s Beauty
Charcoal webs and silver-black imprints
Spiral and intertwine, death and blood a dangerous omen
Thy Beauty’s velvet lips decay
A cancer slow moving and fast changing
Taking over thy body in one gulp
Last, final tips of red appear before swallow
Accenting and tracing its last magnificent life
Midlight turns to midnight
Bloodlines disappear
As the wind wails through the dead
A song, chilling, unnerving to us all*
Nov 10, 2012
Nov 10, 2012 at 11:42 AM UTC
There is a new fire
in my soul
its curves
wrap themselves
around me
sinuous
like a hot
slithery
sheath of flesh
snakes of pleasure
twirling in my deepest
womanflow
pumping inside
my veins of mesh
Those licks of flames
caress as they spew
they **** in my spirit
spit it out anew
undulating hips
matching my own
a middle east song
igniting my bones
suffusing my blood
with the raw, the bare
filling me up
with sparkling lava,
so rare
This combination
makes for a recipe hot
like a piquant ghost pepper
in my spiciest spot
Now let me weave words
Let me conjure your
liquids
let me drench colors
upon your eyelids,
my spirit's
proximity vivid
Let me drown you in
madness
in frothiest frequencies
of love
let this symphony play out
powers screeching above
and as this vivacity beckons
the soul in your eyes
our stormiest spirals
will spill out rainbow fire
and rise
for as we grow and reach out
there is a death of limitation
as freedom breaks out
in ocean-soaked
emancipation
Our mutual worlds
heal each other's hurts
as my tongue licks
your wounds
rejuvenation asserts
hot springs of
lifeflow
filling up cells
sensations of textures
a ringing of bells
So
as I weave this spell
around you
fear not that you
will disappear or
thine own self lose
for we have only to soar
as we
coax out
the muse
Nov 27, 2016
Nov 27, 2016 at 6:06 PM UTC
The Serpent squeezes the mundane egg, for a moment in time,
…to begin the ages, turn the wheel, and so begin the rhyme,
The circus has commenced, a dancing, swirling motion,
…a pit of ghastly horrors, seen as a vast deep ocean,
…or celestial or cosmic, as some would have the notion.
Some of them were large, although some were also small,
…and grotesquely figured or disfigured, a scary monster’s ball,
…and trudging, stampeding, stomping or slithering down the hall.
There they danced, sang or prattled, where giants fought and where they battled, …thunder unto heroes rattled, with awful screams so frightening, and terrifying lightning!
Scaly, hairy or feathered, wet and fiery or weathered,
…conjoined, twisted or tethered, slithery writhing together,
Kingu and his wife, some say it was t’was his mother,
…his plan was war and strife, pitting brother against brother,
A ******* existence and so morally depraved,
…a state of sickly persistence, they found themselves enslaved.
Then abounding voice of heaven, that divided night by day,
…brought forth a princely king of Luke; the warrior Marduk.
Fourteen engaged in combat, the one against thirteen,
…and thus aligned with the ecliptic, at night they can be seen,
Sloshing in the Apsu, beaten with the club,
…slain and torn to pieces, cutting channels of their blood,
A north wind sent them to their places, fixed on Tiamat’s wheel,
…and the starry constellations, did Marduk bring to heel.
Jun 14, 2016
Jun 14, 2016 at 5:47 PM UTC
Let me inspire you to go higher:
Lost among the stars.
Our universe glitters, spread across the sky.
The world keeps turning,
Resplendent with hills and mountains,
Dales and plains.
Continents surrounded with seas and oceans
And clothed by grass and trees.
Mother Earth is blessed with flora and fauna:
Sentient beings of every shape and size,
From mighty whales and elephants,
Through furry friends like dogs and cats,
Tall giraffes, slithery snails, right down
To scattering ants and pesky flies.
Smell that fresh sea breeze,
Hear those rolling waves,
Screams of gulls
And twittering sparrows.
Feel the warm moist air
Of an Indian Summer.
Be mindful of all that is around,
Yet let imagination wonder,
For out there
There is more
So much more.
Dark Monsters of The Id
Are out there too,
We all know that.
But Life in all its splendour
And determination
Is there for all to see.
Oh to live forever with such things.
Paul Butters
© PB 16\10\2018.
Oct 16, 2018
Oct 16, 2018 at 11:52 AM UTC
Shadowy showdown,
So slithery, slippery, snake stand.
Eyes yield eight years of restlessness,
While baggy eyes droop like mind stuck in senselessness.
Truly traumatic tales told tons of taints,
and trucking thoroughly through the thorns turn to turn.
Thus the mind shall riddle more maze like a mused upon mused,
for nothing shall keep a mind stagnant but the thoughts unamused.
Proclaim profound process profusely,
While prance protruding proponent proud processes.
Stand straight, so sight searing senses sought,
And stir strength seeping souls.
For truest of devotion must be expressed from the inner self,
even if slithery, slippery, snake, stand for a showdown!
Dec 27, 2014
Dec 27, 2014 at 11:39 PM UTC
Babe, there's many kindsa cravings:
the vanilla kind, where young idiots
write about how they miss his
or her touch on their skins.
or the morbid kind, where another
lot lament how they'd rather die
than not see each other.
I'll tell you of this real and adult craving:
babe, I ******* miss my manhood
feeling ron n ***** up your moist hindside.
Babe, its a crack kinda craving,
the sight of which, beneath wet garments
and better yet, when parted
revealin that silly sorry slithery
gateway to the netherheavens,
this is the kinda crack, harder than coke,
that my adult craving craves, this
craving, babe, is for the real.
Sep 11, 2014
Sep 11, 2014 at 3:10 PM UTC
In every bad-day-dream,
you have ever had.
There was always
a giant
Silver Serpent.
Staring at you.
&
Just a slithery second
away from your snatch.
That little ghost-tail.
Apparition-creature-thing.
That everyone seems to talk about?
While he is.
Slithering in through
the cracks of your mind.
&
Out of your hollowed out
graveyard heart.
I say, Astro.
Don't chu know?
Ya can't trick him.
Cause he is many years dead,
before you.
You can visit, him.
You just need a
different air-plane
to travel in.
Think about it.....
You little astral-star,
you.
Need to listen, closely.
Serpent talk
is
simply shady-speech
for
slutty-scummy-snakes.
Jun 3, 2012
Jun 3, 2012 at 5:26 PM UTC
My house is surrounded by
Illuminati operatives.
Lizards! Everywhere i look...
green ones in the grass like
slithery snakes with feet,
brown ones on my porch
running counter-intelligence
on my kitties, tan little
enforcers with an ochre-red
streak of war paint along
their spines.
i know what you are thinking...
but i stopped wearing a
tinfoil hat. It wasn't
keeping the N.S.A. out of my
emails anyway.
Just yesterday, one of the
lizards' double zero
agents followed me to McDonalds.
i saw him through the windshield,
gripping the wiper blade
with all his might, tail
whipping in the wind like a
whip antenna, broadcasting my
subversive Big Mac purchase.
i don't use Geico insurance,
therefore it was clearly an
Illuminati spy, without question.
Nowhere is safe.
My days are numbered.
They fear what i could expose,
that i would tell others
what i remember about
freedom.
Nov 7, 2013
Nov 7, 2013 at 6:23 PM UTC
~~
Lo! Large Small Stairway of Dreams
Covered with Slithery algae wearing a blue green rug
Suddenly Stood lopsided
But there is Still Speed
Wants to adopt another Shelters
Desert mirage far and near
Looking for an Oasis
Thirsty Heart wants water
Though the Scorpions wandering
In the Hot dry Sand
Of life keeps evidence
Dreams and Entity
As the Fantasy of the Cloud and Rain
However, the Truth may be Solid black
After Cleaning with Rain,
The Heart of my beloved
As the Bright Raft of Autumn Sky
Swept under the Shadows of the Evening Sun
In The Dull moon of Dream's Land
Love and Dreams mingled within a Solitary Dream
While the Fog lights lining
Elusive Emissions Of The Exhausted Heart!
~~
@Musfiq us shaleheen
....
Mar 19, 2016
Mar 19, 2016 at 6:54 PM UTC
Hello gorgeous, haven't I seen you someplace before?
Open with a line like that, you be lucky not to be shown the door.
I look ten to fifteen years younger, maybe I'm blessed
Sometimes, I put myself to the test
Once I had a boyfriend eighteen years younger than me
We lasted a year and a half. He thought I was thirty.
And sometimes, I see him, a guy who I like
I sidle up slanted, you know, slithery **** it's what they like
You have a drink, it's a whole different world
Your fear goes out the window, thrown away, out that door
You been here long?
You like to dance?
Doesn't matter who says it, so long as you're in a trance.
Yeah, I like that. You're really fine.
We are both really having a good time.
You get a little closer
You can smell his alcohol breath
And in that moment, it might as well be ****
Cuz it's a kind of intoxication
In itself, just the chemistry, this temporary cohabitation
If he's young, he might be ready to go
Let's go back to my place
I know no one will know
Sometimes I did that
I never was afraid
But now, I just slither, and drink, and bathe
in the silliness of it all, these instant connections
The shape of his hand, that shy guy smile
The square jaw, with the stubble on the side
Oh yes, men, oh my
The young ones get aggressive, let you feel what they've got
You're not supposed to do that in public, do they care? Not.
It's all so fun, so just in the "now"
Someday I'll venture out again.
Mar 27, 2012
Mar 27, 2012 at 9:08 PM UTC
Tropic and toxic
glasses full of Soviet enterprise
very expensive
blood diamonds and muddy bricks
thrown into the street
raining jujubees and tongue twisters
oh mister, let me tell you
a story
that time
it was true, I do not kid
and the knights of the feudal manor had no manners
at all
heads of tin
bellies of yummy, gummy
gruel
their disgust spread like the plague
all a mind sickness
slithery what-you-have-its
all up in their
phases of the moons,
too many to properly attest to
not very good questions,
unfair
studying never helps the potential
obscurity in life's energy
pouring through airducts
blocking chances of survival
Jul 31, 2012
Jul 31, 2012 at 9:37 PM UTC
Piloting a rocket propelled spermatazoon
straight into the magma core of Arcturus!
And all the while our cute society
is humming a slithery little hymn
"Dip your toes and smile along
clap your hands and follow me home."
Alas my hands are golden waves
and bridge the space
where the monolith wades
Redemption plays
the poison harp
encouraging those forgotten
to never give up
the strings are dripping
and licking the ground
where flowers grow
the land is sound
there is someone at the door
always someone at the door
Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 11:33 AM UTC
Don told me
Casanova
That I was one in a million
And I scoffed, saying
What's the deal with him
I liked it
The attention and
Egocentrism
Compliments that
Made me shiver
Warm when I refused 'em
Begging for more
More looks of ***** poetry
But he did not read those lines
Like me
Trembling knees
With the appearance of being weak
Those pick-up lines humorous
Slithery
Romanticism of the century
Casanova with his cheese,
Different platters, but you can't find
Me.
Feb 26, 2014
Feb 26, 2014 at 4:45 PM UTC
That fateful day, It slipperily slunk,
The shrewd and crafty Beast
And with Its slithery tongue It struck
Two hearts, and hell released
A fateful day! A fateful dint!
…The Fall of the Beloved
But then and there One gave the hint
Of rescue from Above
---
That fateful day the Beast would bite
The heel of The Great King
But He, in turn, would crush Its head –
Death’s prisoners would sing:
*“The fateful Day eternity told,
Foreknown before the world!*
*The Lion came, brave and bold –
The Lamb slain from of old!”*
---
And so, that fateful day was but
A part in the Grand Scheme
One fateful Day He’d come indeed
To ransom and redeem
That fateful Day upon a cross
He breathed His final breath:
“It is finished!” was His cry;
The death of death in death.
.
Oct 24, 2020
Oct 24, 2020 at 8:25 AM UTC
I've noticed, my favorite serpent
secretly bearing her fangs,
but, can't fall out of love,
what a dark slithery grace!
Feb 4, 2012
Feb 4, 2012 at 7:13 AM UTC
Who was it that robbed you of your voice?
Who's slithery hand reached down your esophagus and tied your vocal cords in knots?
Who was it that locked up your soul?
Chiseling your emotions into solid stone.
Who was it that twisted the curves of your smile upside down?
Was it old man winter who painted sorrow in your eyes more accurately than Picasso?
Or was it an even older man, the creator, the man that rules everything? Was it he who told you not to be happy?
Ah I know,
how could I be so blind.
It must have been the imperfectly formed face staring back at you in mirror that's causing all this trouble.
It must have been me.
Mar 4, 2015
Mar 4, 2015 at 6:24 PM UTC
They dance in absence of light
These patterns of shadows
Hinting at the shapes of leaves and of stems
Movement, wind, of which we cannot glimpse
And of birds so slight of limb who take to flight
I watch the waltz, so slow and regal
Accompanied by whispering fronds
Listen to wind
In slithery sounds slips through the upper reaches
Of the tallest Texan denizens
From my shallow swing I gaze
Upon the dancing radiant pattern
And wonder in awe, in song, in rapture
How ever born was such a beauty
So simple and sweet, ever so placid
The games air and light play
The constant, subtle testimony of at work, a master.
Sep 5, 2012
Sep 5, 2012 at 3:42 PM UTC
You are the snake charmer
mesmerizing poisonous slithery creatures
spellbinding them with your undulating hips
gyrating *******
nimble graceful hands
lulling lulling
the predator
into a limp drowsy posture
until its rapid oscillations dull
until its spitting hisses silence
and glowing yellow eyes milk over
you drape it over with your red garment
it coils into infinity
as darkness spreads.
Mar 15, 2015
Mar 15, 2015 at 8:57 PM UTC
I am the compulsive liar
The occupant of the sleeping quarters
Two doors on your left
Down the passageway
Tread carefully on the slithery porcelain floor tiles
Mind the shells
Mind me
I am the pretender
I do not look you in the eye
For fear of you peeking into my shattered soul
I bury my body in swathes of fabric
This, what you perceive
Is a carefully cultivated illusion
I ache to eject myself
Out of this repugnant figure
I am the nuisance
With a hint of remorse to keep me human
The whiner
Draining you
Please pardon me
As I seek
Absolution from overcompensating.
Jan 3, 2014
Jan 3, 2014 at 1:47 PM UTC
I love
with a tender
and a touch
and a want
and a must
and a need
And I bleed
and I plead
And I agreed
and I decreed
With a wish
To just get
A single kiss.
Oct 18, 2014
Oct 18, 2014 at 6:01 PM UTC
Thin Green Beer and Plastic Chinese Leprechaun Day
Saint Patrick saw a slithery snake
He killed it with (a garden rake?)
Then made the others go away
Thus Ireland is snake-free today
He blessed the land, all glowing-green
The most beautiful island ever seen
The snakes were gone, and all their hissing
But now –
‘tis Ireland’s faith that’s missing
Mar 17, 2017
Mar 17, 2017 at 8:52 AM UTC
Water was everywhere
Drenching us and flooding the yard
You were stronger, both stronger
Wrapping her up in slithery rubber
Water filling her mouth
She started to drown
Only I was left
Why are we doing this?
Somehow it was fun, kids playing games on a summer day
And yet it was more than that
As I was wrapped up and knocked to the ground I reached high, pulling myself up
Although blinded I wouldn't give up
I said I never give up
If nothing else at least I'm determined
Sep 30, 2014
Sep 30, 2014 at 1:30 AM UTC
Sneeeky snek
Out for mous
Sneeky snek
In le hous
He slithery slither
And then he starts wither
Into dust
"I don't feel so good, Mr. Stark"
whoosh *
Apr 16, 2019
Apr 16, 2019 at 8:08 AM UTC
I tend to distance myself from venomous people.
Like snakes they slither in to your life
And strike when your most vulnerable.
Deceptive and devious
Masters of manipulation.
I know some snakes.
Slimey, cold hearted, slithery snakes.
The way they insert themselves
into your heart
and extract the deepest and darkest information
Only to use it against you
so effortlessly
its repulsive
Yet impressive
Keep yourselves from snakes
Slimey
Slithery
Sneaky
Snakes
They'll ruin you
Dec 11, 2017
Dec 11, 2017 at 10:33 PM UTC