Glassy eyes peered mysteriously through the haze of dark twilight
Hearing an owl hoot hoot Shaka shook her long braids of dreds
Crouching in the long grassy weeds she looked and watched them come
Smiling a smile of feral she summoned them to come deeper deeper
Thundering steps pounded in ears and mind driven beyond thought cascaded deep
Voice of Southern drawl hollered with horrendous appetite she came this way this way
Trepidation filled her heart of slight as she gauged her escapes in a mind of tired
Eyes wide she watched the whip flip flip as the sky thundered why why
Feeling the earth of moist cold sweet she cast a spell of protect
Flashing of teeth of whitest white showed vivid in dark of darkest blue of night
Feet of swift moved past grace as she darted in and out making a path of clear visible
Hearing the faltering of feet and cursing of blue profane she giggled quick deep
Hearing a hiss of silence of death she grasped the moccasin hard fast and propelled in bag of burlap with others sealed
Leaping fast she flew on feet of deadly silence as the wind turned South leaving a turn here and there
Seating aperch a tree she peered below listening intent with smile as they asked between them all where where where
Casting down snakes of hate she muffled a grin of mischievous glee delight as shriek after shriek ranted complaints through air of still
Watching them scramble scramble run away she smiled triumph of peace won until another day
By
Felicia McCaw
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