[15 Words or Less Poems] Sea Serpent

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Photo: Laura Purdie Salas

Wake up your poetry brains with 15 Words or Less (guidelines here)!

We walked around The Atlantis resort in the Bahamas recently, and I loved all the fantastic ocean details. This is a sculptural element on a handrail. Here’s what it makes me think of:

1) Medusa
2) Smaug (saw The Hobbit recently, too:>)
3) Those “Hang in there!” posters from the 80s with the cute kitten gripping a rope for dear life.

And here’s my poem first draft:

Under Currents
Sleek fangs send poison
rolling like tide,
flowing in
and out.
Shore
Sea
Shore

–Laura Purdie Salas, all rights reserved

What do you think of when you look at this picture? Take any quick idea and jot down a 15 Words or Less poem. It doesn’t have to rhyme or describe this picture. It’s just about whatever you think of when you look at it.

93 thoughts on “[15 Words or Less Poems] Sea Serpent

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  2. Laura,
    I just want to say again how much I enjoy Thursdays at your blog! I don’t get my commenting done on each poem each week…but I do read them all. I admire your talent and the talent of the poets that join in and amaze me with 15 words or less!

    • Thank you, Penny. That is so nice to hear. And I don’t expect anybody to comment on every poem! It’s wonderful if people are able to comment on 2-3–and it’s absolutely fine if they’re not. Time is short, and I’m perennially behind on my blog reading and commenting, too. These brief poems are fun to read, aren’t they? I think the variety of ideas/approaches is my favorite part. It’s like seeing the inner workings of everyone’s brains–and it’s so fun how people come up with stuff that never would have occurred to me in a million years. Little by little, it’s stretching my brain and making me more creative, too. Always happy to see you here!

  3. Great poem, Laura! I especially like the first two lines.

    I came up with two different poems by changing my ending:

    slippery scales
    slither
    and slide
    across
    the sidewalk,
    a sinuous
    stride.

    or

    slippery scales
    slither
    and slide
    across
    the interstate:
    snake suicide

    ~Janelle (Blue Sky, Big Dreams)

  4. Got called in to sub at 8 am, mid word…thus a very first draft. I went where my mind kept taking me……

    Bronzed and Anchored

    Alive, but supple no more,
    golden-scaled memories,
    time-frozen,
    faded,
    now gleam
    without luster
    without pain.

  5. It must have been very beautiful there, Laura. I love the ocean, and your ‘rolling like tide’. I caught into the ‘lonely’ a bit too, but turned it a different way.

    Cold-blooded serpent,
    even colder
    trapped in metal,
    waiting
    waiting
    for warm hands to awaken.

    Thanks for ‘every week’!

  6. Laura, the last three words of your poem remind me of the sound of waves. Nicely done.

    Frontispiece

    Early artists cast
    serpent bodies
    in brass
    solidifying,
    yet rendering
    harmless the
    ever-present fear.

    © Diane Mayr

  7. Love the repetition at the end of yours, Laura. Here’s mine:

    Frightfully fearsome fangs
    Carelessly caught in a cord.
    Here I hang,
    Humiliated.

  8. Someone come find me!
    I’m alone and free
    But I want to stop being
    so lonely

    Sorry- one word over! But I couldn’t cut it up. I love your imagery, Ms. Salas! Great description and feeling! And the pic is great!

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