Date: Sun, 25 Jan 2015 15:47:29 -0500
From: leela ellis
Subject: Brooks Branch
Dropping from the trees
Like a leafless branch
Subtly sliding through the truth
The smooth and shining snake
A whisper hissing gossip
Innuendo dripping with venom
Killing the king.
Sweet, obsequious
Moving mindfully
So graceful and correct
The camouflage melts into the egos
With the initials behind their names.
No one sees the grass move.
It seems a sweet breeze.
The red-tailed hawk shrieks
Talons wide and wild and full of blood.
The snake twists and drops
Again a branch among the trees.
The king bleeds.
They blame the raucous bird
And point their poison arrows.