Darlene Gifford Poet Rhyme

The Garden Spider's Date

A feisty female spider

felt a plucking on her web.

And she let a yellow suitor in,

who crawled among her threads.

And when the night was ending,

she could not let him go,

because the lives inside her now,

needed nourishment to grow.

Some day she'd tell her babies,

the gift of life their daddy gave.

And how, almost, right up until 

the very end, he was so very brave. 




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Samiha Zubair August 24, 2015 at 12:05 PM Blown away in a jest by love at first sight. Its a good light sort of poetry. Keep in touch Darlene Gifford August 24, 2015 at 12:15 PM Thanks for stopping by and reading my poem, Samiha. I'll be reading more of your poems, too, and definitely let's keep in touch.

Constance La France July 28, 2015 at 12:24 PM Darlene, this is totally wonderful and thanks for visiting my poetry (look at your line 7) Constance La France July 29, 2015 at 3:47 PM Oh, now that I read your poem again line 7 is right on, sorry about that.. Darlene Gifford July 28, 2015 at 4:55 PM Thanks, and I'm glad you liked this poem. I too, enjoyed yours.

Jerry T Curtis July 26, 2015 at 7:25 AM I like this kind of poetry Darlene. Thanks for taking the time to read and comment on my poem---I'm hoping you have more of these jewels on your list. Darlene Gifford July 27, 2015 at 9:33 AM Thanks, Jerry, I did not know how this poem would be received. So I appreciated hearing from you. Thanks for liking it. Jewels! Well thanks again. ~~Darlene

Jan Allison July 25, 2015 at 2:07 PM Guess she must have been a black widow spider Darlene lol - like the revised ending :-) hugs Jan xx ////00\\\\ RIP little daddy spider Darlene Gifford July 25, 2015 at 2:20 PM Hi, Jan, I'm glad you caught the humor in this piece, which wasn't in the first one. I entered the "Hot, Hot" contest today with Hell's Inferno. A humor haiku. And your best old poem #2. "The Little Marigold." I'll have to check your poems to see what you've entered. I might rate higher than HM or #9 if I keep trying. ~~~hugs, Darlene

Viv Wigley July 25, 2015 at 3:09 AM Lovely write, Darlene. We have a spider living in our house. I wouldn't say that he is big, but our living room floor is wooden, and we here him coming before we see him...... Good luck in the contest, Viv x Darlene Gifford July 25, 2015 at 4:44 AM Now that's a spider I would not care to meet! I'm withdrawing from the contest, Viv, because I realize my story is not sweet. But I'll keep the poem anyway. I hope you'll come back and read the revised version. I think the Poems we start have a way of letting us know what they want to say. And I heard mine! ~~~Darlene

Milton Robertson July 24, 2015 at 5:43 PM The ultimate sacrifice. Very nicely done Darlene. Milton Robertson July 25, 2015 at 7:40 AM This poem in it's own way is sweet and gives a very powerful message. Lord Jesus came to Earth and gave His life for His children. Need I say more... It's a beautiful poem. Darlene Gifford July 24, 2015 at 8:26 PM Thanks, Milton. The ending still needs revising and I'm working on it. Maybe I should withdraw this from the shweet contest. Jan is right (Below) This really is not a sweet poem. At least the type the sponsor is looking for.

Jan Allison July 24, 2015 at 4:25 AM made me smile - loved the imagery .... spiders are not shweet in my book lol:-) good luck in the contest:-) hugs Jan xx Jan Allison July 24, 2015 at 7:20 AM I guess so lol I just doing like spiders lol:-) hugs Jan xx Darlene Gifford July 24, 2015 at 5:48 AM Hi, Jan, But wouldn't you agree that what he did is more than shweet! He gave his life that his children might life. ~~Darlene