26 Friday Apr 2019
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Gossamer
A single strand waits
Patiently
As she hides
Yet, always contemplating
Her tangle of doom
Poem & Photo ©2019 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
25 Monday Mar 2019
Posted in Daily Word Prompt, FOWC with Fandango, Poetry
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Spun, like an intricate maze, you get caught
Her gossamer strings are not easy to avoid
In the garden, she waits, her dinner, sought
You become a corpse, your future destroyed
FOWC with Fandango – Corpse
Daily Word Prompt – Gossamer
©2019 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Photo via Pixabay CC0
14 Wednesday Nov 2018
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Each strand, strung with delicate care
Once done, she sits, and she waits
For dinner, to be delivered to her
Expectantly, laid out, upon her plate
©2018 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
02 Monday Jul 2018
Posted in My Photography, Poems, Poetry
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What lies in wait, ethereal, shimmers
That send chills up and down your spine
Masked by sunlight’s colorful prism
She blends with the tree, so divine
Moving about, in perfect symmetry
Each thread, woven with expertise
A spinneret, is all she requires
As she patiently waits, by the trees
To capture that which she can enjoy
Poor moth, his death is most certain
By the simple thread of a spider’s trap
On his life, she has closed the curtain
Poem and Photo ©2018 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
11 Monday Jun 2018
Posted in June Writing, Poems, Poetry
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She starts with a single thread
Carefully, weaving her loom
Intricate lines connected with ease
For those dropping by, certain doom
Several come calling, about her
None too quickly, do they escape
Caught in the strands of the webbing
She has carefully spun and draped
She has trapped so many before them
Even more know her clutches too well
A spider will always outfox her prey
When she captures them, under her spell
June Writing Prompt – Ethereal evolutions – Day 11/30
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Photo via Pixabay CC0
