Poem 20160326

strands of web
lock me in this place
like a fly
i wait for
my own apex predator
this night full of stars

companions
in the blackened sky
i don’t know
how i lost
or why now as the web sings
–a plucked violin–

thoughts of you
your laughter and tears
one more star
my spider–
i won’t leave a scratch, she says
as she now leans in

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Poet Rummager March 26, 20167:19 pm

Ooh, the first three lines “captured” me —
strands of web
lock me in this place
like a fly…

I may have to follow up with a poem some time. Nice!!
1. Crow March 26, 20167:25 pm
  
  Thanks, happy to “catch” you with my words. Please do follow up when you have time!
joseph elon lillie March 30, 20169:17 am

Oh boy someone needs to tell that boy to run!
Crow March 30, 20169:57 am

Ha ha ha. Too late for that…

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