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From a creepy, crawling creature 🕷

From a creepy, crawling creature 🕷

Cobwebs effervescent, blowing in a breeze

Floating through the atmosphere, anchored to the trees

As spiders shelter from the sub zero freeze

Huddled betwixt holes within a very tight squeeze..
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And these silky snares shine amidst the morning sun

An entanglement of luminosity in a very long run

A brilliance of intricacy, a liaison of light..glistening gossamers in the pale moonlight..
                                 ~
Such wonderful work from good old Mother nature

A labyrinth of lacework from a creepy, crawling creature

Acrobatic arthropods hanging down from overhead

Some say we swallow spiders as we slumber in a bed...

 

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Tony Taylor

Absolutely DAZZLING JILL!!  WOW!!....the wordplay.....the word choices....and the way you placed them throughout the wonderfully sculpted phrasing is truly mesmerizing in its tone and beautiful feel......Read this aloud......and it truly sings!!......PINNED for PERFECTION!!......GREAT work dear poet sister!!.....BRAVO!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!......T xo  : )

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Jill Tait

Wow Tony Thank you so much you’ve lifted my spirits I was abit down with my poetry today & wondered if I needed a break from writing 💕💙💕

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