Archive of poems by Anne Kelly

From out a deep, dark well
Your slimy, green head
Slithers into view.
Dark, grimy moss covers your body.
Snakelike, you bore me
With gory red eyes
Rage fills your belly.

I clutch your sinewy neck
Your fangs bristle for fight.
I claw and rasp in rage
"Get back into your cage!"
My heel has held you down.
I thought I had you crushed,
Cut off before your prime.
"How dare you show your face
Or raise your head to mine."

Your eyes turn to plead.
I only want to dance and have my day
Before it is too late.
Your hate has turned to need.
I loosen up my hold.
Awaken,
Shaken by the terror.
Glad to find the day.

by Anne Kelly

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