Long Web Poems
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Mornings are magic in the garden.
Awakening plants open up slowly to the new day. As sunlight comes creeping over the horizon, touching sleeping leaves with gold, dewdrops are drenching the new spring growth. The light shows every spiderweb’s gossamer woven structure, with glittering diamonds hanging on evey strand.
There are many of them located here—in the grass, between the vegetables and between the beanpoles are good places to make a home.
I think that this garden belongs to a short, round human that is called Bridget. At least I have seen her respond tothat name when it was called out while she was working here.
My family has been living here for many years. I am a garden spider, and I am a very pretty one. My colors are yellow and black.
Bridget comes out to the garden and stands there for a while, just looking around and smiling. I can understand it, there are many wonderful places to make a web here, it makes you smile! But it seems to me that she is smiling at many other things, too, like the flowers and all the green plants growing.
When she spots me, she says:” Hello Lucy,” so I think that is my name. “How are you this morning?” I answer her:” Well I am hungry and I am waiting to catch something soon.” However, I am not sure she even speaks spider, because she just goes on.
My grandmother told us last year, when it was fall and the tomatoes ripened and the okra was tall as well as the beanpoles were loaded with beans all over, she had a web between some fat red tomatoes. It was a good place, shady and cool from the hot summer sun.
Bridget came out and started gathering okra, then spotted the red round tomatoes and reached over to them. She parted the leaves and came very close to touching grandma with her nose! She then let out a scream that made the hair rise on grandma’s back. Poor grandma scrambled as fast as she could under a big leaf.
So, even when she stands there, smiling, I am going to be careful when she is around!
Whom does God favor in the web?
The spider, or the fly?
My ponderance does flow and ebb
deciding which deserves to die.
Love has taught us we must respect
every living thing.
So which does His great love effect,
is discomfited under His wing?
The splendid fly with fine gauze wings,
human benefactor
cleaning dead, decomposing things,
acting as refuse collector.
Elegant spider, skilled weaver
having eight legs only,
tireless in his just endeavor,
bearing the industry solely.
So, once again I ask the question:
Whom does God favor in the web?
I don’t know, is my confession.
My ponderance does flow and ebb.
She had been indoctrinated to believe her country was free
But she hit the tripwires, had nowhere to flee
She learned the hard way that what she'd been taught
were lies from a regime that couldn't be fought.
His country was designed free, the constitution shows
But there are some paths where nobody goes
There is organized crime, and ideologues on fire
Better keep your mouth shut, or you'll hit a tripwire.
A Mafia immigrated and set up shop
They hired bad scientists, the cream of the crop
Jane didn't know, treated a member with contempt
Soon had to run to doctors, wild, and unkempt
All sorts of health problems, she couldn't understand
She had been a runner, now barely could stand
Couldn't sleep at night, strange symptoms during the day
She had hit a tripwire, and she had to pay.
He saw a pretty woman, her smile drew him in
A slippery slope, maybe a sin.
His life became a horror movie, with villains unseen
he had been in the mire, but they would not let him clean
With glee they fastened on him like a clam
A perverted science, for a once sinning man
They had drugs to make urges go from ember to fire
They plotted his downfall, he had tripped that tripwire
Do we really know what's around us, not to mention who?
Do we know the real rules, and what bad people do?
Is our world inverted, at the wrong moment to find
that we had it all wrong, it doesn't work as designed?
You are being very sleazy
But cleaning up your act is easy
Friends cover your every action
You feel the satisfaction
Of getting one over on me
It's just in your history
Using women for their love
When your bored you like to shove
Them aside for someone who
Is exciting and brand new
This kind of life will never last
Your lies will pile up too fast
Keeping track will just become
A web of lies that come undone
Exposing you for the fraud
That can no linger be ignored
By every woman you degraded
With attitude that left them jaded
Because you wanted to prove
There was no way you could lose
This hurtful game of sex and lies
With questions of unanswered why's
It's clear to me
The web is anything but honesty
Years of looking for real love to come to be
Have taught me to look at what I can't see
For many have lost their integrity
No strength in their own natural ability
To build true love through honesty
Our moral values washed out to sea
I think we can all agree
The internet has hatched a new kind of seed
Giving birth to a brand new breed
Scammer's who are brought up on greed
Who care not who they hurt while they feed
Creating a false sense of security
Telling us what we want to hear
Making us believe we have nothing to fear
Majority of us blind to this kind of career
Believing that most people are sincere
We allow them close to what we hold so dear
Why do we risk letting them come so near
They cast their evil sins
Unaware that deceit lives where they begin
capturing all that matters deep within
when reality sets in
None of us come out of it with a big win
Embarrassed most of us unable to grin
How could we let such evil under our skin
Knowledge will always be king
True love is not just a thing
We must stay focused on what we sing
Common sense is what we all need to bring
To take the bite out of a scammer's sting
Finding a forever partner to come live the dream
True love worthy of a diamond ring
In royal trappings to enthrone
A cerebral web with guile did hone
With glistening silk strands spun
Blithe veil of satin strings did run
Silted threads bleeding heart did stun
Your mercurial shadow skirted the sun
Into your sticky clutches, entranced suitor flew
With malice aforethought your hearth did stew
Your calculating mind did a duplicitous course hew
Strands of lies with frothy coating did imbue
A titillating, sensual dance did my writhing senses queue
Into your cauldron of charming potions my inhibitions flew
Steadfastly clinging to the passions feigned warmth did construe
In due course, your chilling ambitions with quantum leaps grew
My jaundiced shadow your malevolent mind did rue
My penitent feet now trapped in your ethereal milieu
Struggled to elude the strings bonded with a gripping glue
With panting sighs, tried to escape your clutches; bid you adieu
But with a menacing tenacity my broken heart did pursue
Until you depleted all my reserves leaving me hopelessly blue
Then drained my esteem, and shackled each parting shoe
Leaving my lifeless silhouette in the deceitful twines you did brew
The risen sun invisible
Covered by clouds of gray
A spider web made visible
By wet particles this day
Its delicate intricate shape
Coated by tiny drops
Flowing on variable breeze
Like summer's rotation crops
First the droplets of fog flow east
Then they flow from the west
Then they fall downward to the ground
Or upon the porch's guest
Then the spider web gently flutters
Like a flag upon a pole
Stretched taunt to a near breaking point
Seemingly filled with holes
Breezes in opposing ripples
Push the web to the brink
Upon those breezes light moisture
Caught, the web doesn't sink
A human touches the web and sticks
Pulls away, the web folds
Waterdroplets lined up like beads
Upon a necklace of gold__
God's design is perfect unflawed
Mankind can choose his part
Which way will his choices lead
Will man use head or heart
The poem could stand with leaving the last stanza off but I am leaving it
even if it means disqualification..Three lines too many..
Hunting for a theme in the jungle of mind a job,
Penning the themes into beautiful poems a job,
Copying,pasting and submitting each and every job,
Rating and commenting,not one two different jobs,
Winning or loosing but competing in contests a job,
Who said that,I do no job?
In a mess very heavy to handle,more not less my job,
From dusk to dawn engaged I in my job,
For a World wide,multi national,I'm doing job,
World wide Chinese,very smart in mob,doing all sort of jobs,
Chinese not given,what smart I'm performing job?
Who said that,I do no job?
I always engaged,no wage,web is the employer for my job,
Who said that,I do no job?
with words used for conjuring
she writes her beautiful lines
and colours each and every ideal
as if a mosaic for the mind
insatiable mother nature
has found herself discribed
her true colours never mintioned
are finally recognized
she sprinkles words with her perfumes
with fragrances not often used
she measures words with passion
fits them together in poetic fashion
she colours the world oh so sweetly
and portrays it's beauty oh so neatly
she gives us true meaning
that life is also bleeding
she revieled her own scars
and scattered them among the stars
the pinnacle of her success
the rare thing that made her blessed
being prepared for any test
always striving to be the best
IN THE TANGLED WEB OF TIME
How much longer in time,
Must we victims of injustice,
Still march and sing—our feet
Grown weary as facades of justice
Quietly seek to deafen our voices?
Today, we remain footnotes of history;
Ourstory, a cocooned legacy of
A pregnant dream hanging
In the tangled web of time:-
Matrices of pseudo gains,
Continue to tease unripe minds
With bigoted scams of liberty.
Today, in due time and due season,
We will rise from the pit we’re now in—
Rise and catch the fallen dream,
And lay it in the warm nest of the bosom
Of liberation—incubating the waiting vision
Of our destined realities, singing redemption songs:
Ringing bells of freedom, dancing to the beat of liberty:-
Indeed, the flame of determination burns eternally,
And the love-journey of the unshackled continues
On to the trysting place: Where we shall, in due time,
Come together in the onederful oneness of the
Onement of the peace and love of God’s liberation:-