The Creators’ Conscience

Hello everyone, since this is a creative writing blog I figured I was obligated to share at least one of my own pieces. The following is a poem I wrote for my creative writing class last year in response to the prompt, “Write a poem charactarizing a human as an animal.” I would love for you to read it and let me know what you think!

Venom 

Your slim curvaceous body
is sheathed in stunning skin.
With captivating eyes, you lure your prey.
But inside of you, your blood
runs icy through your veins
And when you shed your outer shell,
I see it’s one big flake.
 
You speak with a forked tongue,
but your velvet, coaxing hiss
Entices us to listen to your lies.
Your rumors; your venom,
you see the pain you cause
It appears to fuel your power—
I see that as a guise.
 
You bite the hand that feeds you;
attack even those who follow you
Feed on weaker targets, who won’t put up a fight.
But deep within your heart,
you know you’re not the strongest
You are a mere con artist
with a paralyzing bite.
 
Once I watched your eyes
as you slithered through a field
They locked in upon a harmless, tiny mole.
Your next victim grew larger
in those black, reflective slits
And before she even noticed you,
you swallowed her up whole.
 
Insidious creature, vain and proud,
you claim to have it all,
Yet few others yearn to seize your throne,
For while you slither on the ground
you will never stand tall.
Aside from fleeting followers
you will always hunt alone.