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

June 22, 2015 at 11:27 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

June 23, 2015 at 10:37 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

June 8, 2015 at 3:52 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

March 6, 2015 at 9:20 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

March 1, 2015 at 1:40 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..'