White cards,
full of breath
& space;
each,
a photo –
pristine,
immaculate –
of a snake.
Black racer.
Smooth Green.
Eastern garter.
Scaled, sleek.
Ectothermic.
Striped or
ringed;
patterned or
plain.
Rat.
Rattle.
Corn.
A slideshow
of snakes,
one after
another.
Reviled or
revered.
Poisonous
& not.
Earth.
Water.
Pine.
Coiled &
sinuous.
Undulating.
Sidewinding.
Concertina.
Rectilinear.
King.
Queen.
Copper.
Transition.
Intuition.
The deep
unconcious.
The slideshow
continues.
Snake after
snake after
snake.
— C.Birde, 6/20
Nightjars & Damselflies 
I forget what year you were born…
But, this makes me think of:
A) a parade of past lives or parallel world identities.
B) a self-examination of threats in your life, sorting out the true terrors from the sensual/delightful surprises. Perhaps, one such instance came into focus recently and has made you reflect on past encounters.
C) a police line-up; maybe you are trying to find the creature that matches a particular feeling high on your stack of current concerns or interests. What is the true nature of this person you just met or remember meeting long ago and has now resurfaced.
Nif-teresting way of using singular words like a slideshow.
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Thank you — I’m pleased to have written something that prompts such deep consideration… 🙂
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It has been a while since you dreamed and I commented upon it.
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