A bit of fun inspired by a photo taken by
a friend. (Thanks, Bev Lloyd).
Submitted to Poetry Pantry #368
September 2, 2017
Consider the talented spider
Who, with nothing but genetics to guide her
Creates delicate lace filigree
Her industrious endeavor
Is devilishly clever
For she has a plan, you see.
When a curious fly
Comes cruising by
He’ll be headed for eternity
Before time can ebb
He’s caught in her web
There’s no hope for the fly to flee
For all of her spinning
She’s accustomed to winning
An anticipated gourmet repast
And the ill-fated fly
Who came wandering by
Will find the journey his last.
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I loved this, one of the best spider web poems I have read. Thanks for brightening my day.
ReplyDeleteA dance as old as time, the spider and the fly.
ReplyDeletewith nothing but genetics to guide her... absolutely!
ReplyDeleteWhat a fun dance - we like that little spider
ReplyDeleteHa ha! I wish I could feel sorry for the fly. (I say hurrah for the spider.)
ReplyDeleteThat is an AMAZING spider web. Great photo! And a very clever poem that made me smile.
ReplyDeleteAn amazing way for the spider to eat... but i agree with Mary since I prefer spiders from flies.
ReplyDeletewith nothing but genetics to guide her... oh definitely!
ReplyDeleteI liked your rhyming and version of the spider and the fly. Nice flow too.
ReplyDeleteNature is a strange dance... that looks to pretty, even when slightly brutal.
ReplyDeleteDelightful mix of wonder at beauty, humour, and the truth about the natural world.
ReplyDeleteOh I like this. I must confess this to you. As a child, our back porch steps had a slight hole in them and I could peer down into the web of a spider. I loved to drop flies into the hole and watch them caught in it and then the spider come zipping over to wrap it in silk and store it away. Yes. I did that and I regret nothing. I like this poem about nature, the brutality of it, the beauty of it.
ReplyDeleteA marvelous tale/poem. I have always marveled at a spider's web, but rarely the horror of it.
ReplyDeleteLovely! Made me smile :)
ReplyDeleteBrilliant and clever. Curiosity, it seems, doesn't just kill cats. Smiles.
ReplyDeleteBest to be a spider than a fly.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful spider web and poem. The picture makes the web look like a piece of jewelry.
ReplyDeletebeautifully woven
ReplyDeleteBrilliantly woven words. Bravo Bev.
ReplyDeleteAnd thank you for dropping by my Sunday Standard this week
Much love...
Perhaps its the knowledge that spiders create such delicately lovely death traps that subconsciously drives some of the dread of them. Perhaps we too fear being lured to our doom by something beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThe gifted spider, how can it be? Nature keeps us in awe.
ReplyDeleteYou had way too much fun writing this delightful poem, I can tell!
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