Lost Spider Poems

Spider rests on the faded web, content
Easy autumn, leaves crumbling into dust,
Pastel moon aglow, watches their descent.

Joy rises from every momentous gust,
Blessings flowing on gentle...

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Flip your wrist, cast your strand.
Wear your mask and make a stand.
Felons flock like a band 
to cause scourge upon the land.

Wear your outfit, make...

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I’ve written enough small poetry
to start a nuclear war.
Do you want to die in traffic
behind the wheel of your car? Or in yr rodeer camp...

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Moments, once held, vanished like spider webs.
Whispers held captive, like tides, too soon ebb.

September 24, 2021
L Milton Hankins
"Your Best Rhyming Couplet" contest
6th Place!...

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Annabel walks her eight legged friend
On a leash for the sake of safety into town
On a cold day born straight from autumn
At least the chill...

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Loose Magic

Pee-a-boo, I see you...
Got your nose, 
and not your toes. 
Skipping rocks, 
and bubbles in the park. 

Eye contact from across the room, 
notes...

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Spaghetti

The meat, 
the cheese,
the sauce.

The smiles,
the laughs,
the wine.

The music, 
the song, 
the moment... 

The vow of forever!

Then...

You and I, 
and the garlic bread!



A. Foster, Ann...

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The Cat

It is late, 
nearly half-past nine. 
You are asleep beside me.
The clock on the wall is too loud. 
I need to buy another. 
This...

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Questions

What defines... success?
Is it how many people you know. 
Is it where you have been, 
or where you will go? 

Is it who you talk...

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U

It is cool here. 
Is it hot there?
You have not written. 
I have not received...
a letter.

Do you think of me?
I remember you. 
I can not...

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A spider came crawling from my mouth.
Obstructing my thoughts, its view uncouth;
Wet-plaster egg-sacs lined in rows,
Frothy-white gluey strands stand aloft.

A whistling through teeth, acerbic garrote,
Like...

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Maybe the wind blows to search for lost clouds
Maybe the stars shine to hunt for the sun
Maybe we laugh to gasp in some air
To let...

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CRYPTIC CALLS:
i
The night called out to him
A man of plane fleet
Gloved in illusion of machete and strength
To beat out from the web of sleep
And answer...

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Severed limbs on the tiled floor.
It has lost three legs.
I’ve no idea what occurred.

The spider waltzes around
its own chopped legs.
Now it weaves a web
around the...

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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...

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