Spiders

SPIDERS watch your step when the widow comes along she with a reddish hour glass if you’re bit time could run out at furthest limits of what god assigns infinity his patient spider is star-spinning star-spinning away Dave Austin

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Delice Arleen Skelly

Date: 6/22/2015 11:27:00 AM

Dear Dave, love the metaphor you have used in poem. A beautiful widow (human) who has instincts of a 'black widow spider'. She spins a web of deceit and attraction. Hope I am not too far off what you intended~Delice

Daver Austin
Date: 6/23/2015 10:37:00 AM

You're way ahead of me. Glad you came up with a perfect metaphor. My idea was not nearly so complex. Love, daver

Funom Makama

Date: 6/8/2015 3:52:00 AM

This is adorable and extremely cute. Your soul just diffused into mine to wonderfully correlate with your message. Great work friend and thanks a zillion for visiting my page. I hope to be able to attract more of your attention. Once again this is an awesome piece of creativity. selah!

Kelly Deschler

Date: 3/6/2015 9:20:00 PM

It is only a matter of time until fate decides to come for us... I like how you've spun a web of intrigue with this poem. Very, very good work, Daver!

Joe Maverick

Date: 3/1/2015 1:40:00 PM

Spinning..spinning.. woah now where was I Oh yes infinity.. Dang.. just can't seem to get its (hang) its out there though Out there somewhere...Near.? Here, maybe..' Maybe maybe not.? Silver shiny but not a colour..' Hmm..I suppose this as Good a description as I will ever get, does that mean I am going to recognise it though..? Hello Daver..'