| Hummingbird | Snake | Swan |
| Snake Poem | Notes * |
Its nacreous slack-skein slough scarce slipped
'gainst scrape-snagged strewn stick stacks,
a slate-stroked streak scoots 'neath the grass
on silk-sleek slink-scute skin.
To slake stark pangs from six weeks' naps
it stalks meek meat steak snacks
with sixth-sense heat-pits' night-sight glance
and skip-sleep slit-stare scan.
Its naked snake's tongue sniffs scant sips
of scent-soaked stick-spit smacks,
flicks quick split licks twixt lips of glass
with a sly smug smirked sneak's grin
that gapes to sink lance-keen spikes' tips
in its feckless next prey, clasped
with slick-scaled stiff-necked snare's fast grasp
till its last gasp has passed. Grim.