Introspection Spider Poems

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

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Coffee in the morning
     Breakfast in the City;
     looking at the streets,
     what...

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Painter of dreams,
Scribbler of thoughts,
your eyes
entrance and bewitch me,
caught in your spell
you taunt and you flirt,
laying the trap,
and me, unknowingly
got myself caught.
you are a spider
and...

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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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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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As the morning light came through a crack in the curtains, 
it illuminated the fine thread of the spider’s web.

A spider, not wanting to be...

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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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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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