Spiders Poems - Poems about Spiders

The spider is no gastronome, its diet is peculiarly its own. In fact, it’s source of food are flies. Yet flies (despite their compound eyes) are not the best of flyers, for many dumbly wind up in sticky spider webs stuck as their tasty food suppliers. ...

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Ziggy was a sexually curious alien A celestial rock star from sanguine Mars a Stardust being who journeyed to Earth A Moon Age Starman made a five-year voyage described in Bowie's playlist as having "a screwed down hairdo like a cat from Japan" Bowie took on the iconic persona of Ziggy who landed in an alley of cardboard boxes. Maybe it...

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The wind billows the trees with god-forsaken draft, And rinses the limbs with splashes of rain. Zephyr's raging bluster brings forth storm's chaotic craft, Blowing silver threads to new starts again. Sailing without order, the threads land where they may---- On fences, on plants, on patio chairs. The small spiders, thus carried, will emerge in a day, And crawl past your...

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[Poet’s Note : McGregor is a small rural village in Small Karoo, SA, which experiences extreme winters. It is believed that 8 of Earth’s leylines cross one another in McGregor, making this village a powerful planetary energy junction. My youngest daughter & I were privileged to live on a small holding vineyard in McGregor, for...

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Threads trembling the pulse of a dying star. Silver veins stretched thin the twin sparks of an oncoming car! Fragile as a lie whispered at midnight the air crackles stillness a map of hunger, waiting… Of beauty so precise it bleeds eyes like black shadows hollow reflection sparkles in the dark. In rhythms & rage make silence scream, step! Into dances between what is & is not...

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Here is a poem I posted on my Instagram account daisymeadows2023. Poetry prompts by POETS ISLAND and poem suggestion by @sabrinas-poems. SPIDERS SONG A silken Web has been spun, A pattern of beauty, Weaving and dancing has begun. Of each delicate strand, A tale unfolds, Of creatures fate, In the spiders hold!! Such nimble legs, Dancing with...

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Hear Harry’s hysterical, startling scream. Little spooky spiders made him run to the extreme. It wasn’t a fairytale fantasy dream; the cobwebs created a crazy football team. Mother thought she’d heard their scary scheme, so she planned to question the Queen. I thought they were merely mean, moving to our happy home, creating a scary scene....

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you always notice black marks on the floor checking, in case they scurried with evilness but don’t look at me, no no no, I double-took earlier and to be honest I’d rather carry the village church up the stairs wearing flip flops ...

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Glistening diamonds reside in the holes underground seekers spin webs down below whispering tales of forgotten echoes...

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In the shadow of a wilted evening, where busy spiders spin their fragile thoughts, Lacking the substance for a solid tome, losing tenure and academic appointments, They fill their purses by spreading confusion among the naive minnows, Seeing nothing but their own grimacing faces in a delirium of mirrors. Most of all, I doubt the rare and sincere ones, Masters...

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I like spiders and I like black ants. For fleas and lice, I take another stance. Sometimes, I wonder if they admire us. The same question goes for a virus. Neither foolish fleas and lice, spread by mice, Nor black ants and spiders, heed my advice. Disgusting dirt and dust cannot defend Against a vacuum cleaner's business end. I'll add one more...

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Lady spiders Ferocious and venomous Twisting webs of lies Hiding under veiled faces And fake personas Sure they lend you a tampon But they never show up when you need them They'll compliment your fit But they're the first to say "I hate you" If you don't compliment them Preaching sisterhood and feminism Will only get you so...

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All True Goths Covet Lace Vampires Lightning Spiders Coffins And Poetry *I wrote this poem on January 8, 2024, as part of a ’30 days of poetry’ January challenge. This was day 8 and the prompt was:Write a mnemonic poem to remember the zodiac signs. ...

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The leaves are falling, dropping like melted ice. It must be autumn, there is a spectacular show Of red, yellow, and frosty foliage. Though it’s still nice Weather-wise, in a heartbeat, soon we’ll see snow. My beautiful cherry tree is getting sadder every day. The little green, which existed on my lawn, stopped growing. The squirrels are busy stocking nuts next...

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Right this minute I'm looking at some fabulousness in relation to spiders webs It's taken over the entirety of a hanging basket I'm not saying I'm judgey but there's a spider who builds it's web on the post box and it gets destroyed once per day at 5pm (depending on Royal Mail staffing - this spider's...

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