'spider's Web'

intense and spectacular write Wilma.. eloquently penned with much emotion and depth.. luv the analogy with the spider's web.. seems many of us get snared once or twice in life.. and no going back.. no second chances.. that is my motto my friend..luv..

Ooo! Wonderful metaphor and great advice. Exceptional piece my friend. God Bless, JB

Yes, indeed - I think we've all felt like that at one time or another, Wilma. But, as you say, it's all part of life's lessons : ) I'm good, thanks - hope you're well. lfde

I am so happy to see the Soup back up and thrilled to be able to read your wonderful poetry Wilma. May you have an exciting week filled with new found inspiration. Love, Carol

this is a really cool poem,Wilma. thanks for putting it up. I needed a new one from you!! Luv ya, andrea

I can feel the struggle coming out of these words, imagining that web getting more tangled. Beautiful poetry Mrs. Wilma and such wise words.

Every one of us has been in that web. Some learn some don't. Tony

Hi Wilma,....just reading about this spider web makes my muscles feel fatigued as tho I have been fighting against the tenuous silk fibers trying to break free,,,,such a wonderful topic to write about, Wilma. POetry with a higher purpose. Thanks for reading my latest work..always feel honored to receive your feedback....Gwendolen

Smile, *^_^* “Looks As Though Your Lovely Light Twas Able to Lure Myself Back Unto Your Webs of Beauty My Dear Precious Wilma! *^_^* Just That I May Say Thank You, for The Wonderful Visit &, Shine Bright Upon That Side of Your Beauties World!” === My Love, Always, Jasper *

Well you got PD's attention with this gem... We all live in that web, but it is how we handle it is the question... So nice to reading you again, I have your last pictures from Cape town on my screen as my background...miss n lv u hun... always hugs Michael

It's hard to twist our way out of that web, Wilma. I bet you meet many women at your job who have to heal. It's a shame that so many return to abusive relationships, but hopefully you and others who provide opportunities for them to find their way out can make a difference. On a more personal level, I guess there are a lot of us who've tried to find release from this web. Love and blessings, Carolyn

...and, unfortunately, there are a lot of spiders out there...but, at least, they teach us a lesson...Great poem, dear Wilma. Thanks for visiting my Tongue Twister :) Love, iolanda

Some great sentiments you have expressed in this Wilma..And thank you for the kind comment.

Smile, *^_^* “If Life Is A Vice Then I Am A Grape But Ow, That Sweetened Wine From The Loving Vine, That Shall Someday Be My Dear, Precious & Priceless Wilma! *^_^* I Love Wonderfully Deep Poes So, Kudos!” === My Love, Always, Jasper *

Life can sometimes feel that way. We live and (hopefully) learn! A very good write, Wilma. xoxo Robert.

maybe i should say strangle in my life.. hhahah i love to hang myself... gee's look at me laughing at myself.... Take care,..p.d.

ooooo! WILMA.. this is absolutely me... every move i make lately is a tangle in my life... yes,, i see the lessons behind every door.. and still "I'M AN IGNORANT FOOL'... i guess that is why i can't praise myself at the moment... love your poem,..p.d.