Thank you Bobbie of Constant Current for this week's prompt, spider webs.
Red
From a crevice
in the molding
a tiny spider
smiled
like the sun
sometimes
she slept
or kept to herself
and we understood
we were alone
Then we would soap
each other’s hair
til it stood in peaks
and clap
the rippled flanks
til the dark
echoed
through them
when we were
comfortable
with each other
she padded
onto the soap dish
a tinkling arpeggio
of legs
we held our breath
so as not
to
disturb
a
thing
One day
red was gone
the months
trailed
each other
only the web remained
collapsing
into itself
like
a storm
22 comments:
Very nicely written! Your little friend came and left with a subtle reminder left behind. Your poem outlines the journey so well. So it is with people we meet in life. I enjoyed this very much.
I really liked this, Gabrielle! Your intimacy with the web weaver says so much!
Thank you--
this is wonderful .... it was great to read...
This was a fantastic read...a simple poem about a spider, yet it went so much deeper. Beautifully done!
Beautifully intimate. Great words.
Oh this is an amazing relationship, enjoying each other, but careful of each others space --- a wonderful relationship, like life and death, creates perfect memories that life goes on past our understanding.
Beautiful poem Gabrielle, makes me smile.
This speaks to my heart like I can't even tell you. Thank you.
i could silently mumble to myself what a great poem you wrote...:)
an intellectual's work, indeed!
Oh Gabrielle, those spiders are so fragile and flighty. Choosing one involves common sense, divination, trust, and love among others.
Did you know people do have spiders as pets?
Google results for 'pet spider'
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A lovely closeness here. A granddaughter had pet spiders in her room. She outgrew that. :)
Nice.
Aloha, Poetess
Comfort Spiral
It sounds like you were one with this web builder.
Enjoyable read and the photo was outstanding.
Both of these are so well put-together, with all the delicacy of such a web... very cool!
Oh- those are beautiful! I loved reading them all- and the phot is just plain amazing! What a great post!
Of the two I like the final acceptance without condemnation of time that has passed that you expressed in RED. Just a well flowing piece that strikes a soft hammer to a small bell.
Thank you. :o)
These are wonderful story poems. Thank you for visiting my blog and commenting on my poem. You are welcome any time.
you have a lovely way with words and life.
Beautiful and lovely shot !! Nice words !! I Enjoyed the post !! Thanks for sharing.
Ah, have been there, done that. Left with just the web, and more than once! Nice job!
Nice one
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