Best Webs Poems

You find them in early morning
You bless them with the setting sun--
jewel drops on spider's web.

At night, star webs spray light like sun,
sun of a far off world, sun life
spinning a travel foray
that we sip like water,
that we drink like dream food.

Sheri Fresonke Harper...

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Fingertips and spider webs  

Walking neath the canopy
Dusk collects the view
Underforest tapestries
Shelter me and you
 
Shadows long and framed in red
Crimson wishes flow
Beams of light this filtered scene
Nature comes to show

Dancing open in the trees
Invisible to touch
Lost again, yet ever real
Felt within so much

Beckon,...

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Spinning Webs And Sad Gray

Spinning webs hold my life in place
gems waiting from flames yet to be lit
Why would set sail to another shore?
When this one, rocks as it slowly moans
Morn's new frost never touches my toes
nor dawn's beaming rays fail to inspire

Car wreck yesterday...

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outside the webs of reality
in mind, we weave
interdimensional idiosyncrasies

illusions of grandeur
held taught
freshly filtered
in a clear blue sky

I drown in your ointment
pressed upon my forehead
of knowledge
bathing naked
a scented candle of lust
edging past the boundaries
into your labyrinth

carrying paradise
becoming free inside the breeze
a ballet of more than just...

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Oh, what tangled webs we’re willing to weave,
When from our good senses we take leave,
Ignoring the Higher power.

With reckless abandon and lavish expenses,
We drink bitter dregs sin’s cup dispenses,
For sensual pleasures of the hour.

We pay for the pleasures we pursue,
For a measure of mirth, exciting...

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Of Silent Webs and Freedom Bells

In the watery silk web
of slippery deceit,
the inked widow sits poised
upon her throne’s seat.
Fresh from their cocoons,
the innocent plows the air
unaware of the netted fate
that awaits them there.
The laughing wind plays tic-tack-toe
with the two foes,
chillingly unconcerned
as to how the situation...

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He sits through eons observing whirling
galaxies in spangled drops dangled from webs
rocked by wind, plucked like instruments
whose music only he can hear; webs walked
by a furred arachnid, angle-legged, which moves
from thread to thread as though on stilts.
Fascinated by a spectrum split from sunlight
by a bead...

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She weaves a web of magic
when she stops to talk to me.
Soft threads so fair,
of angel hair create reality.

My heart becomes entangled
in her sincere and lovely eyes.         
A pretty face, angelic grace,
the look of feigned surprise.

Sweet lyrics...

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Should we write in form to make a shape
Or let our minds run free, associate?
Such tangled webs within the mind  are draped

Oh, to run as free as antelopes
But from sharp tigers noone will escape
Can we  control , disarm  within a shape?

Love’s enacted...

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From one, she has heard a thousand words
but it is a familiar situation repeating the thousandth time.
Her stability is much more than a bird at hand
but a fantasy turned reality and hope giving the expected results.
Another then gives her ten reasons to detach
but unfortunately are...

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Free Verse Rhyme

O tangle webs began to weave
At once when Eve began to leave
Her Adam heart of sacred start  

From the heart of his male Love expelled 
The meld of soul and mind the male's fe-male
Since then in earth things have not gone well

Cause...

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Saying why don't you just put a bullit in my 
Brain and set me free you fool worshiping these
Want to be gods fallen from the lost in times stars ?
Make my wussy wet while I think of thee PG 13...
You bomb bearing hitches; attached to...

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Let me sleep, let me take a few winks
I apologize but silence bores me while people ignore me
I might as well be dust in the wind to them
or a ghost in a shell
can you hear my ghostly yell
can't you tell that I'm haunted, a little...

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Tangled webs,
My soul hurts,
I think I’d rather never have loved, than loved & lost instead,
See, I’m depressed,
I walk through Central Station giving pennies to the ‘Walking Dead’,
I know that time flies,
Like that toy plane we built up & let fly from the high rise,
Mean guys...

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Yesterday was a taste of me
I brought my dry wit
and false confidence
Thought they'd enjoy the play time
Re-caged too hastily
and today, it depresses me

A reminder I am bound
A reprobate with a trapeeze
I bail, I panic, I recapture
Your safety net spun with a spiders ease
Uncertain of my...

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