A golden orb sways in the leaves,
A blue bottle flies in the breeze,
They both seem content
With their time that’s now spent
Enjoying whatever they please ...
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From that web I could see blue sky,
Yet try as I might, I couldn’t fly
You see a web master
Had caused my disaster,
I was stuck and just thinking I’d die.
As I struggled to shake one leg loose,
Golden threads wrapped my head with a noose.
While I had my neck free
I bent down on that knee
And proposed that we come to a truce.
Now spiders aren’t what I call lame,
Having eight legs that hold up one brain
So I offered a deal
That seemed sweet and real,
And the truth of my offer was sane!
I asked to be granted reprieve,
Suggesting a new way to weave
And a bigger web
Could surely be spread,
Then we both could have just what we need
That spider and I are now friends
And I visit as oft’ as I can,
Sometimes I’ll herd meals
To her silky wheels
And we’ll chat as they’re given a spin!
It’s eccentric but quite the relation,
For which there is not one equation
Between you and me
Perhaps you’ll agree
We’re a pair that enjoys re-creation
Whenever my buddies complain
That life is just boring and plain
I smirk deep inside
For this secret I hide
Is about life that's not lived in vain!
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A golden orb sways in the leaves,
A blue bottle flies in the breeze,
They both seem content
With their time that’s now spent
Enjoying whatever they please ...
© 2009 Joy A. Burki-Watson
Author notes
I was inspired somewhere between Gilbert & Sullivan songs and the Flanders and Swann song, "The Hippopotamus"! and also encouraged to look in on this contest by Purrsanthema who enjoys both of the aforementioned.
A contest entry
- Promise me you'll sing "Mud" by cricketjeff.
1700 points, ended November 23, 5 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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I'm very glad you did, a great fun poem from beginning to end
I loved it and I'm sure IW would have too
Thanks for entering
Jeff
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A clever fly indeed! Any creature who can talk his/her way out of becoming a meal has my vote for being most likely to succeed in the two most basic quests of all.... survival of self and the species. Best of luck in the contest.
Sincerely,
Leo Long
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That blue bot's self-serving intent
was that others should pay his due rent!
As his friends grew more few
and his neighbors withdrew
his good fortune may find itself spent!
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I found this very really amusing the idea of a truce between a Blue bottle and a spider
Maybe I should read it to the wasp who keep getting caught, albeit briefly, in a web outside this window. Early morning they are attracted by the light their nest is under the hung tiles still very active. I hope your blue bottle long enjoys his swing in his web hammock
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How sad that the only time we creatures show leniency is when the opposition is of use to us. Now there is a sad commentary on our utilitarian existence. lol
I got over it. It's a cute poem, fun and bouncy but smart too and as I sometimes try to do...give folk a pill will sugar added.
This explains why I get trapped in webs so much...I have nothing to offer anyone.
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Yes I enjoyed this too, it's woven together very well and contains a good message, it's true we do spend much of our god given time trying to tie each other up with our webs and our wiles...!
Nice one Joy, humour well spent, keep on spinning!
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What a rollicking frolic
you have created here, joy,
worthy of the inspiration,
worthy of high praise!!!
Superb!
M-C
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very clever and done well in sonnet tradition. light-hearted, with just enough dark to be convincing for the fly's predicament. flows well and i like it,,,!
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