It's almost Halloween, and spooky spiders come to mind.
I'm somewhat fascinated with spiders and their webs, and I wish I could make something so beautiful overnight. Just look at these webs.
Thanks to Petra at Pixabay
Thanks to Albrecht Fietz at Pixabay
Thanks to Michael Reichelt at Pixabay
I once found one of these webs with the zigzag pattern just outside a window. I took my entire class of 4-year-olds to see it, even though the window happened to be in the men's bathroom at our church. (Funny, I don't remember how I saw it there. Weird.) Anyway, the spider itself is cool, but the zigzags add another point of interest and mystery.
I wrote this short poem to a spider web photo posted at Margaret Simon's blog. Thanks, Margaret!
That moment when...
Around a corner
You snare my face
Such sticky lace
A maze in place
Around a corner
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Karen, I love your poem! Thank you for sharing!ReplyDelete
Been there, done that! I've totally lived your poem, Karen. ;)ReplyDelete
I haven't had the 'facial grab', at least lately, but while weeding, I do end up entangled with sticky web strings. I like the way your poem sounds great aloud, Karen. Maybe the zigzags help the 'catch'? Have a nice weekend!ReplyDelete
"I wish I could make something so beautiful overnight." Word.ReplyDelete
Wonderful poem, Karen - You snare my faceReplyDelete
Such sticky lace; and I think you do create something just as beautiful with a web of words.
Oh gosh, I -for sure- have walked into one of those strands! Love your ode to the web!ReplyDelete
Now I am thinking how many times I interrupted the spider's design. I would like to see an intricate web but do not want to meet the owner. Karen, your poem is so engaging.ReplyDelete
Those photos are gorgeous! Love the conversation between Bob and his pal. :) And your poem is such fun!ReplyDelete