King of Serpents

My last story went from 3k to over 20k words, but this went from a 1,000 word story down to an under 50 word poem because the content/action just wasn’t there.

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In dark warmth, slumbering,

Wings and tail stretch, a cage cracks.

Bright light pierces, it awakens,

Beak and claw gleam, prey it tracks.

Pace and prowl, gaze murderous, 

It lacks all fear, kills and feasts.

King of serpents, a cockatrice,

None can face it, man nor beasts.

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I’m not a skilled poet by any means, but I gave it my best shot. If you have advice on how to improve it or see something off, let me know! Open to others continuing it if anyone is interested in collaborating.

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