
When I walked to the lake in the dale,
I was shocked by a snake, long and pale,
And I knew my old foe
Was but blue-tinted snow–
Yet I opted to break a new trail.
–Photo by me

When I walked to the lake in the dale,
I was shocked by a snake, long and pale,
And I knew my old foe
Was but blue-tinted snow–
Yet I opted to break a new trail.
–Photo by me

the snow cobras lift
their heads from the drifts
with their hoodies to keep
them from freezing,
and pythons get heat
from the bunnies they meet,
with their snuggling
and hugging and squeezing.
now, out on the lakes,
men tie racer snakes
under their boots
to go skating,
and wolf snakes at night
are a hair-raising sight
when they howl at the moon
before mating.
(orig. posted 2/18)