Pumpkin Snake

Pumpkin Snake

Spring snakes singing out

heat crusts their burrows

signals to waken to find

silver feathered mice, 

that hide in pumpkins,

and apple blossoms on the

earth waiting for them to

play and scare me silly.

I'm building a silt fence

over the mesh wire buried

in front of the chain link

to keep out the rattlers

a critter evil surprised

strike me when I forget 

leather gloves, snake chaps

and sharp shovel to keep my

garden safe from some crazy

king who steams his subjects

with nerve agents and say they

 meant to kill the bugs and rats.

DIY:
 mice walk the plank for peanut butter
dump pirates miles away for condors
don't murder garter snakes or frogs

Copyright Caroline Gerardo April 2018 Poem A Day

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