Imagination Spider Poems

Web caught in my head—
The tunnel vision clears, as
A poem slips out....

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I awoke as a spider
With eight legs planted
Steady I stood there
Level not slanted

Which is not bad
With nothing to prove
Until I was bored
And needed to move

Eight...

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She casts a spell
in the open air, 
Over, grass and flower.
It shimmers brightly and catches the light 
turning splendidly to strands of silver
that twirl silently...

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Consumed by The Widow Spider 


The wretches of life are gone,
from the weathered of a peaceful place,
lived once in a playful soul?

Feasting upon his flesh...

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The Spiders home
So small so thin,
Do you ever think
Where's she's never been?

She spins her home
Then just waits
Hoping for a meal
At her gate.

You'll never see
A tear...

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A tree trunk spider was listening to a conversation between
An elderly Sparrow and a Housefly and got annoyed with how they talked.
So he dropped down...

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An evil spider dropped down from behind. Help me! Help Me! She cried!
Oh white Knight… Can you save me? I’m on my tuffet trying to...

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Little Miss Poet, Sat at her computer, typing the morning away.
Along came a spider, climbed down her screen, and frightened Miss Poet away.
Little Miss Poet,...

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My eyes got heavier, heavier...
Gone, I sleep
Dreaming
I see before me
A tree, but a house
Inside it
The door wide open
Granting me a way  in
I stop
Fear of...

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The slugabed rarely moved upon his bed
While the spider slowly spun his web
Crisscrossing his web over slugabed's head
Gradually slowly working his woven tapestry with flow...

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A creepy crawly spider crawling across the floor
big foot come down, spider no more...

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Blind Arachne spins
A veil of shimmering white
For her wedding feast...

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I would like to thank you for your visit.
I have removed these poems for a distant future book publication.
I believe we poets, can make a...

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Are those hands tied...
Or held by a choice?
Is that tongue twisted...
Or have you no voice?
Tangled webs so tightly woven...
And the spider isn’t scared;
Feeding on the...

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At sunset one summer evening I stepped outside to enjoy
the summer evening’s sunset and water the garden plants that were
dying in the draught. So I...

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