Web
Sleep-creeping spiders fashion intricate patterns of
sticky silk to
attract light to
catch preys’ eyes to
draw them near to
sucker them sweet to
make unsuspecting fools meals to
satisfy hunger to
deceive thirst to
stay alive to
spin this chaotic web to
keep us all on our toes to
Taunt us in the night
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This poem was very please to
read even if the form was jarring to
me at first I found the more I read to
treat the word to
like it was a beat or a rhythm to
organize my thoughts/reading to
instead of a some of stutter. Love sound poems.
I have to wonder/ask why the last line is capitalized but I wouldn’t suggest any grave changes if at all.
Just playing with form. Removing myself (and others) from comfort zones.
Thanks for reading!
Loved the visual imagery of this poem!
Thanks, Linda. <3