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a fable

by Nancy Ames

so there is a fable
I made up about
a little bird who
got so fascinated
by the big nasty
snake, by its fangs
and hissing mouth
spitting its poison
and long undulating
body and intricate
menacing movements
of its snake-head,
that the little bird,
just for a minute,
forgot that we can
fly.

02/11/2022

Posted on 02/11/2022
Copyright © 2022 Nancy Ames

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 02/12/22 at 04:32 AM

This was fun to read. Enjoyed the structure, also.

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