June 6, 2012 by m1nute
A spider has woven a ghostly bed
with spirit sheets and pillows of dew,
beckoning a fly to sleep forever.
Posted in Spring | Tagged contemplation, ghostly bed, photography, sleep forever, spider, spirits, web, writing | 7 Comments
Thank you for not writing a poem that rhymed dead and bed. Much more fitting your way…and eery.
That would have been an easy trap to fall into.
oh-h-h, no, what a pun! LOL That is an amazing web…
It was really floating like a sheet on a line.
Ahh, so beautiful and so eloquent!!
Thanks Paul.
very large spider web 🙂
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Thank you for not writing a poem that rhymed dead and bed. Much more fitting your way…and eery.
That would have been an easy trap to fall into.
oh-h-h, no, what a pun! LOL That is an amazing web…
It was really floating like a sheet on a line.
Ahh, so beautiful and so eloquent!!
Thanks Paul.
very large spider web 🙂