Open Poetry #19 |
The 'Widow'... |
Kitty** Member
since 1999-07-27
Posts 428Charlottesville,VA USA |
The'Widow' no longer weaves her webs, her hunger has become wane. She uses her time in sleeping, Her efforts now are in vain. There was a time when younger, when her webs truely excelled. Glistening in the morning dew, so many fell under her spell. Her task in life was for self, Survival upper most in mind. Death and destruction for all, mattering not if it be her own kind. Now at the end of her days, With death knocking upon her door. The 'Widow' will die all alone, having done, what she was meant for. If you can't make it so, |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Well done, Kitty! |
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ShadowRider Senior Member
since 2001-07-14
Posts 1038USA |
the pace in your lovely poem raps at a proper respectable pace considering the subject tSR |
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