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A Hammock Full of Stars

In my withdrawn summers,
My moments of peaceful solitude,
My placid world of loneliness,
I see things differently.

With company, I see a spider's web,
Laden with debris of the downpour,
Suspended, weakly,
On the window sill.

Humanity is my company,
Is my only attention,
And marvels of the world are absent,
Swept away to make room for my world of interaction.

I see the web, but not do I notice it,
Nothing out of the ordinary.
I do not see the beauty that swings,
Nestled in the cold rainy night.

Alone I see a world of difference.
I stop to see how it swings, resilient and strong,
Gripping the frame against the torrent,
Nature fighting itself to preserve its meager being.

I see how the silken strings are so delicate,
Flimsy and weak,
A gossamer lattice,
A hammock of Nature's fabric.

Pearls glow dimly,
Clinging to the hammock's mesh.
Raindrops shining
In the gleam of streetlights.

They are glistening stars,
Sleeping in their swaying hammock,
Snug, untouched by the tempest,
A detatched portrait of benevolence.

I see this only in my lonely world.
It disappears when I live in the world of life.
My secret, mysterious world.
My hammock and my stars

Author notes

This is the first poem I've put up on this site. I wrote it to portray how different the world around us can look when we see it without the aid of others, and see what we want to see instead of what others tell us to look for. As much as I like company, I do appreciate my lonely times as oppurtunities to think what I want and see what I want, without anyone else to say. "No, that's not a hammock, dummy--it's a wet spider web." I have some blunt friends.

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  • Symphony
    February 19

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    This was so delicately written, like a spider's web itself - intricately woven with words and images;

    I absolutely love hammocks, and there's little that's better than swinging gently on a hammock under the sun OR the stars!

    But this, so much metaphorical talk, was just beautiful - and as I hate spiders, and shudder at the thought of encountering a web up close, it's quite an experience for me to not be cringing while reading this!

    Great write, thanks for entering

  • Leiko-chamma
    January 4
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    yum

    yet again this peice is so good i could eat it...
    not the best analagy, ur sister who is accidentally logged in as you!


  • Kathraina silver member
    January 4
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    Oooh! I remember this piece!!! Love it mucho! Wonderful job, and thanks for entering it in this contest too! I love reading it!

    ♥ Kathraina


  • motel silver member
    January 3

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    this is a really wonderful piece. the way you express what you see in that giving , gentle tone ... thanks so much.
    good luck in the contests.


  • Kathraina silver member
    January 2

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    Beautiful piece. I enjoyed it all the way through. Great job! Good luck in the contest, you have a good chance of winning

    ♥ Kathraina

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