sitting at my desk
one luminous day
a little black spider
came joyfully my way
down from the ceiling
on silver thread so fine
dangling before me
reading my mind
a puff of air
I blew his way
and he sang to me
as he began to sway:
“I’m just a spider
nothing less or more
spinning those webs
you see in the door”
“I’m just a spider
that no one admires
with long creepy legs
like all other spiders”
listen to him I did
for a minute or two
then he scurried away
like most spiders do
I still giggle a little
from time to time
when I think of spider
and his modest rhyme
A contest entry
- Bring it on by RebelDLine75.
555 points, ended June 28, 2008, 36 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Did the rhyme flow nicely? Where could it be smoother?
Comments
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I enjoyed the read
Did you know that when you wake up in the morning and your mouth tastes bad. That is because spiders come down at night and drink out of your mouth. No other source of water there. How many do you think you've eaten in your sleep?
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Very cute Angie
Did you know that spiders are not considered insects by those in the know?
This is a really nice poem for those with
aracna-'poem'-bia.lol
Good luck with your contest!
John
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This was way cute, I loved it despite my natural inclination to hate spiders. lol Still very cute, best of luck in the contest
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