When I was a kid, I loved hanging out on my swing set. One day when I went out to play, there was a huge snake, so black he was blue, sunning himself under the swings. I ran screaming back into the house, and have been terrified of snakes ever since.
Then one of my boys turned into a lover of all reptiles, especially snakes. On our first trip to the Bronx Zoo, he made a bee-line to the Reptile House. So I had to learn, if not to like snakes, at least not be petrified when I saw one.
So I wasn’t at all surprised to see this on Michael’s Instagram feed last week:
And even though I still really don’t like snakes, it was hard to ignore the beauty of this one.
His scales polished
to a glossy shine,
as rat snake slithers
over sun-warmed slate
like lightning flashing
across the sky.
© Catherine Flynn, 2016
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