Spiders Poems

Thinking About Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders From Mars

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

Silver Threads

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 fence, on plants, on a patio chair.
The small spiders, thus carried, will emerge in a day, 
And crawl past

McGREGOR VINES IN WINTER

[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

As Spiders in a Web

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

Spiders song

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

Spooky Spiders

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.

Phobia

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

Spiders

Glistening diamonds

reside in the holes

underground seekers

spin webs down below

whispering tales

of forgotten echoes

In the shadow of a wilted evening, where busy spiders spin their fragile thoughts

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

Fleas, Lice, Spiders, Mice

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

Female Friends

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

Zodiac Goth

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.

The Falls of the Falling Leaves

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

Baby Spiders

The baby spiders are everywhere
they find there way onto my glasses
and hang via a thin thread of webbing

Most would be fearful
but I find these creatures comforting
as they are my only friends
in my days of dark dispair

I gently find the spiders a new home
on the doorknob
in the plant
at a plate beside my dinner set

And do they

Spiders

Spiders here              	 
      Spiders there         
Big black spiders 
      everywhere 
Autumnal  
      now September
Suddenly 
  

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