Taken summer 2013 in my front yard on my Passion Flower Vine
Archive for January 1, 2014
Forked tongue spits death
thinly disguised as kindness.
Poison heart spews bile.
How is it that you
are by him so deeply loved,
yet feel only hate?
We found this snake in our yard…he’s beautiful and harmless – unlike the subject of this poem
captivatingbitter 