Thursday, April 10, 2014

Poem #27 in Year 59


Another palindrome date!

“>>41014<<”
 
Vipers wind majestically
In and out, through limbs and leaves;
Reflective, and most masterfully
They merge their image with the trees.
Unsung, is that they symbolize the
Old, old notion of rebirth;
Sinister they are not, but excellent,
Offering a different view of earth.

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