The SNAKE in the wild does not rise EARLY
The chill of the dawn keeps it hidden
But not so with the human viper
Our villains can rise with the sun
Brush off a suit, adjust a LAPEL, tighten a tie
Oh, so dapper, so suave, so debonaire
Yet still lurking in unexpected places
Behind a GAVEL or an executive desk
Not always in the dark, impoverished spaces
HAZEL eyes gleam out, coiled threat
Evident in every stance or move ”

Georg’ann

Cookies in the freezer,
on the counter cinnamon rolls.
EXTRA sweets from our weekend.
Today the sun returns, robins too.
Working to see abundance
as a new LEASE with life.
Instead feel nausea.
Sugar and shine only go so far
in times this BLEAK.
Known to be AGILE, steady
in extremes. Find center.
Store goodness like a CAMEL.
HAZEL eyes hold sorrow
while they watch this robin
tidy her nest. Beak holds
a slender dried grass.
Tucked into woven twigs
she waits for new life.

Heather