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Along Came the Spider

There stands in the forest A young birch tree And standing beside it A girl of thirteen From it's branches glistens Silky web strands In ringlets of silk Crafted and planned This girl of thirteen With her fingers she plays The silken threads In harpsichord ways As she plays the silks This forest outsider Vibrations of notes Along came the spider In harmony their tuned On natures earth In this forestall place Land of their birth http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/fantasy3.php

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Date: 7/30/2009 8:11:00 AM
wow, this is great, with so much passion
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Date: 7/30/2009 7:41:00 AM
You got me going with the first 3 stanzas but i thought the story would continue...was she going to morph into Mary, Mary quite contrary or was there more like it seemed she could be creating the forest in which she played by finger play...I think you might have more to mine from poem- anita
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Date: 7/28/2009 6:51:00 PM
Almost like a child's fairy tale...yet dreamy and almost real ! Nice !!
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Date: 7/28/2009 6:45:00 PM
awesome my friend,..great rhyme, and filled withpassionate allure !!! james !!!!
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Date: 7/28/2009 3:37:00 PM
Lovely Rhyme. Seems a variation on a nursery rhyme or not. Keep writing. Sara
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