The Spiderweb Poem by Julie Schleppegrell
The Spiderweb
Life has a battle in it's time,
The mess of the rattle was his crime.
He carries no emotion while I feel like crying;
for this midnights commotion seeks answers by prying.
Content is the day for a moment sublime,
but caught on the hooks I once again chime.
These are the times of the spider webbed mind,
Age will be the peace from a 30 year lease.
life by time has its own rise and fall like ocean chime in its tide and ebb moment still weaves to wave onslaught reeling through crest and trough by plight, beautiful write.10+++, thanks for sharing
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4/25/2024 7:26:39 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Thank you Dr. Subhendu, you knew the mind set I had, this response is why I love poetry! thanx again. Julie