Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Take Pause


Words rattle in the mind
like the tail of a coiled snake
waiting to strike.
It's the first defense,
this effort to lash out
with deadly swiftness.
The assault meant to bite deeply
and discharge the verbal toxin
upon its prey.
The rattle quickens,
sending surges
through the thoughts.
The coils tighten,
yearning for release.
The rattle warns,
but only one can hear.
Should the strike hit home,
the damage will be fatal.
Organize the words.
Relax the coils.
Let all survive.

9 comments:

Little Ms Blogger said...

Hmmm...liked this very much. I wish all people would think before lashing out words of anger they don't mean like a snake.

The Peach Tart said...

Excellent writing here.

lakeviewer said...

Ah, the viper strike, the uncoiled response, the automatic lashing out. Well put.

Dianne said...

I really like this line, "The rattle quickens,
sending surges
through the thoughts"
It's a great analogy/metaphor/struggle.

and a great release to the valve of taking direct action...love that about writing.

Green-Eyed Momster said...

Great post Monkey Man. I will take your advice too!
Thanks, T

Shadow said...

wow, hadn't thought about it quite like this before. yet it rings very true...

Bubbie said...

That was f'ing great. 'nuf said.

G-Man said...

Like a venomous strike, you may survive, but the wounds will always be there.....

Unknown Mami said...

This could be about me.