Purple Snakes

A fun rhyming piece. To your imaginative interpretation, if you will!

Purple Snakes
By Barbara Wilson©

I had a dream that purple snakes,
With yellow faces swam
Across a pond of ducks and hakes
Straight now to where I am.

The closer that the serpants came,
The greater grew my fear
And bigger they themselves became
I thought, “Why am I here?”

Like savages they swam around
And circled me with glares
A writhing dance so terrible
All stood up of my hairs.

One darted in and looked at me
With fierce red and green eyes
He bared his fangs and smiled in glee
I felt that I would die.

Then suddenly, a bright light shone
Down through the dark, cold water
And all the purple snakes were gone
Without my being slaughtered.