Cobweb Poem by Paul Butters
Cobweb
The hanging taper dances like a girl
To soft melodic fast and vibrant music;
Trembles with bobbing head
And billows breeze-kissed arches
Of delicate thread:
Lips that swoon for more
With nervous naked quiver;
Licking air like curl-tongued curtains of smoke.
This is beautiful - can't think why it's not been spotted before. I love the patterns cobwebs make in the rain. Lovely penning. HG: -) xx
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4/18/2024 8:03:55 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I enjoyed this airy and 'delicate' (word stolen from Flora, but perfectly said) poem. It has a quality to it that floats.