Best The Web Poems

Hidden high in a corner, out of reach
listening to all your whispered speech,
along with my maker, hanging around
watching time pass until I'm found,
and brushed away by your broom
only to appear again in another room,
here to stay, I like this old place
just think of me as...

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An intricate mesh of thread
Holds together our hearts like a spiders web.
It started long ago
With a single, fine, white line,
A fragile link of silken twine.
A simple bond of heart and mind
Strands of love carefully intertwined.
We didn't continue to make it strong,
And yes, that's where we...

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New fashion Trend

There’s a new fashion trend that has my heart achin’
A scarf that looks like a raw slice of bacon
It’s made of silk crepe that looks crisp and all crinkly
Like some bacon uncooked before it’s all wrinkly
There’s a border that’s black like the bacon’s...

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A spider awaits a butterfly
As it comes fluttering by
It's  caught in the silken trap
and struggles as its wings flap
 Battling  for survival under blue skies

The spider moves in for the kill
As the butterfly struggles still
 It escapes the silky threads
Soars to freedom with...

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Medical Marvels

Medics in a clinic in Honda,
Columbia – way south of our border
Helped a young woman who’s HooHa
Seemed a bit – well – out of order
It seemed she had green vines protruding
Where green vines should never have been
Twas from a potato now sprouting
That her mother...

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Mending The Web Of Life 

You can't always be right;
You won't always be wrong.
Nothing is all black or white;
In a world where all belong.

Ego is a form of separatism;
That ol' conquer and divide.
I choose to embrace bipartisan;
Over a wounded pride.

Religions that breed hate;
Politics that spawn...

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The World Wide Web,
Is a daunting thing.
It connects us with others,
We've never seen.

We navigate with caution,
Not knowing what lurks.
A valuable road map,
In spite of its' quirks.

With due diligence we filter,
The lies from the truth.
Always accepting its' flaws,
Because of its' youth.

Walter Scott said it best,
Though I...

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I, the technologically challenged one,
am surfing the web even as we speak.
I thought computers would be one and done,
but now I find that we must all speak Greek
and learn the ins and out within a week.

This is nothing new; it's gone on for years.
I learned...

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We live in a pluralistic world and society, 
Where there's many diverse groups: 
Different communities and religions -
About that you can't go through any hoops. 

The web should enable all to function, 
Free, empower and give identity; 
Speech and spoken language are not certified, 
So...

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A New Earl of Sandwich

In a former men’s bathroom on the old Boston Common
You can now get a burger or noodles by Ramen
It was built in the 20s as a “men’s comfort station”
Used for 50 years and then deactivation
For the next 40 years it was...

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Intrigues trap,
Spider weaves a web,
Escape unhurt....

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There once was a poet named Tom
Whose exterior he tried to keep calm
But when verses he'd share
Got responses so rare
He’d rather they’d dropped the F-Bomb.

2/29/16

Placed in the "Limerick for a Sensitive Community" Contest 3/14/16...

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Did you think, that I would not know?

The web you weave with your pernicious soul?
 

You spin and spin and then retreat.

Leaving the entanglement of your ludacris deceit.

 
At first you don't suceed, you then try it again..

Doing whatever it takes to lure them back...

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The Web

By

Stan Almendro©

I sit so quiet at my window watching this little fly
It is also being watched by a spider oh so sly
The web is spun and now it is the patient game
In every walk of love and life, it is for us the same


The...

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The mental instability of a liar
when they hear the truth cursing begins ugly 
you are judging me seems to be their next move
cornered crying the victim, pity feel sorry for me me me

I am a good person the first sin tells its tale 
those under...

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