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Snake in the Woodpile
by Nan C Loyd
Thursday, July 10, 2008
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Bad relationship

I used to think the worst

snake in the woodpile

was the one my dad killed

when I was a little girl,

playing on a stack of firewood

It was a bold memory that

never left me.

I still see myself dancing

and hopping around

squealing

“kill it, daddy, kill it!”

Fear is a strong memory

making that snake the worst

there was in my life

Until you.

I found there are worse

snakes in woodpiles

than copperheads and rattlesnakes

and things that go bump in the night

when I met

you.

1986 © Nan C

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Reviewed by Annabel Sheila	5/27/2009

Been there done that too. Married a snake that slithered around me for 16 years. I shed the bum though. Good job Nan. I like your writing style. Gonna follow you. Anna




Reviewed by Linda Law	7/11/2008

Nan this is priceless! Don't know what or who this is about...but it was sure a great topic to put on paper... YOu did it right, and gave us alot of food for thought.... There are all types of snakes in this world... be glad you/? escaped.... a iittle bite/sting...isn't near as bad as being totally devoured... You got it right...like I said... kick butt and keep going...best of all...keep writing... you sure have a gift... lindalaw




Reviewed by Karen Palumbo	7/10/2008

Ouch, sounds like someone has been burned by a bad relationship. Yes, there are worse things than snakes.... Be always safe, Karen




Reviewed by Lois Christensen	7/10/2008

I hope he did not ruin you for life or for another relationship. You can find something better and eventually go on with life. Believe me I do know, it happened to me. Being asked for a divorce with 4 daughters to raise, and then divorcing him I found true love with my 2nd husband. Don't give up, there are good ones still out there who won't hurt you but give you lots of love and truly stand by you in everything you do. So sorry what you are going through now. Things will get better in time.




Reviewed by Sue Phillips	7/10/2008

So sad to be true. So many's reality




Reviewed by John Flanagan	7/10/2008

I enjoyed the point of view in this; well conceived, well expressed. John




Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle	7/10/2008

Hi Nan,I'm sorry that you had a bad relationship and I'll bet your boyfriend was a snake in the grass.I like reading your poem.I hope one day you will find a man that will not act or be like a snake in front of you.Instead hopefully he will be a man full of love,compassion,understanding,sensitivity and all the things that you deserve and want in a man.take care of yourself and don't pick out anymore snakes lol :-) Edwin

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