Suzanne Delaney Poet Free verse

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Written about a walking path at Burleigh Head National Park,
Someone riding a bike ahead of me must have run over this amazing spider.
It moved its last as I came upon it.  .I did watercolor of it from memory.  Nature is disappearing before we can discover it all

Into the Forest of Her Dreams

Came a spider from a hollow log
to cross the man-made path!"
No camouflage to blend her gum-nut abdomen,
or twiggy legs of crimson dark.
 
Like spinning time, a wheel of death had struck,
(as if a falling star went out)
and someone slightly puzzled by the final stillness,
silently upset, (inwardly troubled)
 
thought of its demise, as if she'd failed it in some way.
She stared as if it might recover -
gather its flimsy legs, and carry that gumnut abdomen,
back into the mystery of the leafy canopy
into the silent forest of  her dreams
 
Not you and not the spider could
comprehend her sadness.
 
Who would ever understand her grief?

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Jan Allison September 1, 2024 at 12:46 PM Your poem compliments the poem so well and is a lasting tribute to the deceased spider - so many will have seen it but not thought to write about it let alone do a picture - Bravo for your thoughtfulness! hugs jan xx

Hilda Greenhough August 27, 2024 at 12:21 PM Sorry she died. If she had adolescent spiders babies, her job was done anyway. This poem is a realality focus on nature. I love this story and the beautiful art tribute to a spider. Suzanne Delaney August 28, 2024 at 5:48 PM Thanks Hilda: I appreciate your empathy and your beautiful comment. The spider took me a good few hours to paint but I was happy I did it.

Gary Radice August 23, 2024 at 2:25 AM This is so 'beautifully sad' SuZ. We take nature for granted. Nature doesn't need humans but humans need nature. Love this poem and particularly the first two lines that for me set the scene and subject of man & nature so well. Cheers - Gary Suzanne Delaney August 23, 2024 at 5:46 AM I was so heartened to see your comment this morning, Gary: I love it when some one really gets the meaning in my poem. Will everyone realize too late how Nature is being destroyed, or will they never even know what they had? Cheers and thanks for making my day. SuZ

Eileen Manassian August 19, 2024 at 11:21 PM Every living creature deserves a chance to live a happy life. This made me very sad. I used to hate spiders, but I try to spare them by putting them out of my house when I can. You wrote this so beautifully. You drew me in and made me share the moment. Great write. Suzanne Delaney August 20, 2024 at 1:59 AM Great to have your thoughtful comment, Eileen: I agree - the poor spider gets a bad rap. I think all those horror movies in the fifties led people to fear them beyond reason or their own experience. Blessings, SuZ

Paula Goldsmith August 19, 2024 at 12:40 PM WOW!!! What a spider write with a great picture. Thanks for the note on the top... Have a wonderful day writing away............ Suzanne Delaney August 20, 2024 at 1:53 AM Hi Paula: So glad you enjoyed this one, Always nice to see you, friend, I appreciate you taking time to read and comment. SuZ

Daniel Henry Rodgers August 19, 2024 at 5:29 AM Dear Suzanne, Wow, you created a lot of emotions in me, like I was witnessing the sudden and unexpected death of a spider. Ahh, the fragility of life and the complexity of grief. Your words artistically show a sense of helplessness and introspection that arises when confronted with mortality. Grief is difficult to understand for all of us. Well Written, - Blessings, My Dear Friend, Daniel Suzanne Delaney August 19, 2024 at 7:09 AM Dear poet friend, Daniel : your wise and encouraging comment was a joy to see this morning. You are right about the complexity of grief and apparently with each loss it exacerbates. Life is fragile and more than we can even comprehend, Have the best day. Blessing back to you. SiZ

Ink Empress August 18, 2024 at 8:45 PM So very descriptive how youv painted imagery and told us this experience with such detail! Sad now that i think of how the spider was taking his last breath or maybe more.. so poignant! Your sumptuous diction and way with expressing really stood out for me: and can tell you have a beautiful heart, that cares for all! I fear spiders and also cockroaches haha and spiders yes! Gosh. But this poem made me feel some sympathy for them! I would also love to see your paintings: sending you light always Suzanne Delaney August 19, 2024 at 7:05 AM Thanks for sharing your beautiful thoughts on my poem. It is often said you bring to a poem your own experience when reading and this shows that you are also someone with a kind and empathetic heart. I am getting more and more encouraged to try recreating this spider in watercolor. Hugs and love, SuZ

Jan Allison August 18, 2024 at 3:24 PM Aww Suzanne what a sad end to the spider - I am not a fan of creepy crawlies but you got me with this tale. hugs jan xx Hope you post the picture of your watercolour one day xx Suzanne Delaney August 19, 2024 at 6:59 AM Thank you, Jan" Thanks for reading my tale. Knowing you are waiting to see the watercolor makes me want to try more, Hugs, SuZ

Silent One August 18, 2024 at 8:52 AM You took us to your visit with all the imagery you created here... a lovely read.. Suzanne Delaney August 19, 2024 at 7:01 AM Thanks S.O. I thought I replied yesterday thanking you for the visit and lovely comment. I must have been interrupted while I was typing and forgot to submit. Hugs, SuZ