David Ross- A Poem

"Don't Tread On Us"

My rectangular back yard 

is full of basking reptiles

who have innate ESP 

since they scatter pell-mell

at approaching silent steps

long before I come close

or maybe it's the shadow

I cast on cloudless days

that only garters can sense

till perception went amiss 

the day I mowed the lawn

and sliced a dozing snake

into widespread fractions

like Oval Office candidates

do to the country they love.

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(Bio: David is a retired teacher who knows the most important lessons are taught by nature.)