I Am the Mamba

I Am the Mamba

A Poem by Nicole Renee

I am the venom
That spits out now,making the
River around your 

Words. My kindness is
Hidden in there, yet it seems 
Like it is just wind

© 2010 Nicole Renee

Author's Note

Nicole Renee
I feel like this is psychological in a way, yet I haven't gotten any sleep just yet,
so that might be it along with it. Who knows. I stayed up watching Sense and Sensibility!Yet I have found some meaning behind this two pieced senyru.

I'm having an inner struggle with my beliefs and I'm wondering if
I should have given my friend a chance at being friends again someday. Yet
I felt like she still had some resentment against me for what had happened
two months ago and she's said nothing positive about the whole thing,
making it seem like she's the only one with stress and that I should
be the only one to make this friendship work again. I want to be friends
with her, but not at this point. I can't. But I do want to repair
the friendship someday if she's willing to do it with me.

I don't know. I feel like I've been going in a constant circle everytime I talk to her.
I feel bad for babbling on like this. I have to thank everyone who has been
reading my poems relating to this particular friend.

And does the title work with the senryu? I'm not sure.

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Absolutely, the mamba is wonderful for this. It's smart.

It places the venom in the right animal. Right? Or is the venom flowing still?

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Nicole Renee
Nicole Renee

Anoka, MN

I usually write poetry and short stories, yet I always come up with good ideas for novels. I did have a long biography on here,but when Charlie deleted everybody's work off of here on Friday the 13th,.. more..

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