Best Spindle Poems

oh come, my dear little wee one
      what a long, full day you've had
      ...

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I await your coming
for the flowers are blooming and the grass is high…
lilac branches still bare and shivering
in the laggard lion’s breath of March
they await...

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delicate flowers
a blue of morning glory
twining vines with grace
my old wooden spindle fence
has no power against winds



05/10/2013...

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A string wrapped around a spindle
Unwinding as an hourglass marks time
Sand trickles to the chamber below
marking the moments of my life not truly lived
I hear...

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When I came to the soup,
I did not know how to tame,
the straying syllables on my Haiku.
Then, she took me under her wings,
and I have...

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for what is it
she prays
motionless Madonna
rapt in stillness
awaiting the unexpected
mate or meal
slender neck
cleavaged eyes
pious predator
poised on spindle legs


©8/29/2018

for Personification Poem Poetry Contest...

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Spin your web, oh gentle spider
Gentle spider maker of wondrous things
In a hazy morning dew so splendid
With your  sticky string so mended
Simple life is...

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Life's thread is spun, measured, and snipped
By three dainty pairs of deft hands
To weave the cold words of life's fickle script.

Clotho spins life with a...

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It seems ages since we met over your long, golden hair
an hour glass on the table keeping the meter.

It seems like too many dress up...

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A staff is more than handhold, its worn
to the grasp, trust in what fell down from above.

The llama's sure foothold fits like our staffs
in the...

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He is a sad man, badly flawed, but hardworking
He believes he is beyond reproach, just like many proud men do 
That face does not crack...

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The pencil now resting the image was 'testing' for the creature before him, (his badly-drawn drawin') had come out 'not right' somewhat twisted and tight.

The...

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I stopped to stool siphon sip on a cool blue 
circumstance in the means between the in 
times loath listening to complacent
poetic prostitutional practice of...

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black snakeroot, yew, cocklebur, poison (ivy, oak, parsnip, sumac, ryegrass, hemlock), blister bushes, daffodil, mayapple, lilium, jerusalem cherry, indian licorice, deadly nightshade, christmas rose, bleeding...

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Pardon any absent adulation, bequeathed capitulation, devoted dedication, indiscretion, blabbering peroration, improper salutation or any unintended vexation if this unknown earthling sent a nearly identical...

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