Primeval

Night came crashing down

Announced by drum rolls of thunder

Ten thousand serpents hissed in adulation

Their bodies writhing on roads and pavements

On rooves and in trees

Lightening split the sky in two

Separating birds from branches

Explosions of burning magnesium

Magnetic and electric crackled and faded

Allowing blackness and fear to reign

◄ Indian Summer

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Robert Mann

Tue 6th Aug 2019 23:17

Jason/Devon - keep going guys. I'm loving the imagination of both of you and I'm always happy for more comments on interpretation.
Rob

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Devon Brock

Tue 6th Aug 2019 17:13

I would love to see what others make of this, or make from this. This could turn out to be an enlightening discussion.

D

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Jason Bayliss

Tue 6th Aug 2019 17:06

See, to me it's more of a modern interpretation of the end of the dinosaurs, writhing in aftershock from the meteoric impact. Either way, loved it.

J. x

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Devon Brock

Tue 6th Aug 2019 15:10

Methinks I been smoking great poetry Rob. 😁

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Robert Mann

Tue 6th Aug 2019 15:03

Devon - Wow, what have you been smokin' my friend? Perhaps there's a 'snake in your grass'! Haha
Rob

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Devon Brock

Tue 6th Aug 2019 12:44

Rob, love the "wide open to interpretation" of the poem. To me, this is a highly charged political statement. The serpents imagery in particularly evocative of our times. In my mind, between the lines, there were 20,000 serpents turned away that wanted to get in. The crowd of snakes was "tremendous, "so many snakes", "good snakes"...Excellent stuff.

D

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