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Black Spider

I scream It seems He stares I blare Silk strands How grand Great web Low ebb I stood Not good Fly trap Oh crap Poor chap Entrap

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Andrea Dietrich

Date: 1/26/2013 8:42:00 AM

Cute little tale, Connie. soupmail.

Connie Gildersleeve
Date: 1/26/2013 4:09:00 PM

Thanks Andrea, it's a part of a much longer poem called Orb Weavers. I haven't yet posted that poem. Thanks for stopping by to pay me a visit. Warm Smiles Always, Connie

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 1/25/2013 11:22:00 AM

You've written a good footle,Connie. - Luck in contest !!! - Have a nice weekend. - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)

Connie Gildersleeve
Date: 1/25/2013 11:52:00 AM

Thanks Anne, it's part of a much longer poem about Orb Weavers. Thanks for stopping by. Warm Smiles Always, Connie

James Fraser

Date: 1/24/2013 1:52:00 PM

The spiders web, like poetry, engineered to taste :)

Connie Gildersleeve
Date: 1/24/2013 2:19:00 PM

Thanks James for your comment. It actually, in part cam from another poem I wrote on Orb Weavers. Warm Smiles, Connie

Vicky Tsiluma

Date: 1/23/2013 11:59:00 PM

A depth of tale shrouded in concision! Lovely work Connie!

Connie Gildersleeve
Date: 1/24/2013 9:34:00 AM

Thank you Vicky for your comment. This is a much shorter poem from my original poem. Sometimes fewer words can be powerful. Warm Smiles Always, Connie