I feel the bounce before the break
I’m entwined…
so strong –
is he trying to trap me in his crucifixed
silence
as I go to water the Tibouchina?
On the back porch, an unknown abseiler
at the penumbra
of sunlight reveries –
Miss Muffet redux,
So, I clean
and re-arrange
the garden furniture, that canvas
of redback cubism
I don’t care much for
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Wonderful, Beeblu: I felt that tiny twang myself today… a very big prey indeed 🙂
Ha, ha thanks, Kate- big prey, indeed 🙂 It’s always a peculiar moment, isn’t it? For a second, a deep primal fear wells up.
I have always had a fear of spiders, but it is not quite as bad as it used to be. It is mostly the jumping ones, the hunters who don’t build webs, that scare me. Actually, no, cancel that it is any and all spiders that give me the creeps.
Hi Adee – Although I like spiders and find them quite fascinating, I can fully understand the fear. (my husband always gets me to take the huntsman spiders outside if they come in the house 🙂 They are pretty harmless and eat pesky bugs but, of course, some can do real harm, so it’s good to be wary. Some of the jumping ones give nasty bites. Bb
Sorry, after all that I forgot to say, “Well done” nice work!
Thanks 🙂
Miss Muffet redux *smile*
😉
agree w cin.
must say, wondered also if this poem alluded to a romance
ha, ha, Sana – although that wasn’t on my mind, I like your interpretation! 😀
the “garden furniture” hehe…very nice!!!
ha, ha – thanks Eva 😀
The perfect ode to a spider. Wait, isn’t it the wrong season for you to be cleaning patio furniture? There’s a very large colorful spider hanging from a huge web outside the door here – have to remember to go the other way.
Hello Monica 😀 – what colours is he? Although autumn’s definitely on its way here, the days are still warmish and we’re still out there BBQing some evenings. And yes, remembering where the spiders are is a problem. Because I don’t spend much time in the front garden, the large web of the St Andrews Cross gets me every time (more blueberries are needed :-))
Saw this guy in Hawaii – he is black, yellow underside, white, black and yellow striped legs. He definitely owned the door.
‘redback cubism’ – hahaha – another brilliant poem. I don’t mind spiders, but I don’t like getting caught in the strong webs.
ha, ha – thanks, Gabrielle – pesky messy critters, those redbacks (not to mention their bites). You’d get some pretty strong webs up your way – what about that Goliath monster? Eeek!
A lovely weave – very colorful and vivid 🙂
Thanks, Jan – nothing like walking into a giant web to get the adrenalin going 🙂
Ooh spiders.
That a poem and a half
Ooh, indeed, Richard – creepy, but fascinating 🙂 Thanks for stopping by
Perfectly captured imagery.
Thanks, Mark – fear throws things into stark relief 🙂