Webs Poem by Deb Fowler

Webs

Rating: 2.4


Erase words softly spoken
fine webs seem so final
feed the wolf of self
serve the leftovers to others.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Callie Carroll 26 September 2009

Understated, and then a punch. Enjoyed it.

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