8-Legged Wonders

Rating: 5.0
Oh cunning, cunning spider
Weave me a web full of dreams
With sticky strings which connect possibilities
Overnight you create a miracle, until the dawn sings

Oh how could they judge you so unfairly
When you only work so silently in a corner
And beneath the joyous dark blue and wishing stars
You make all your pieces glitter

Jealous, aren't they?
To question the features you have
Because you color life and all the worlds
With transluscent threads, and a wondrous craft

You tell no lies with what you make
And you fill them up with passion
How i desire to also be a spider
Though judged without just, i can weave an inspiration
Monday, November 10, 2008
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Sathyanarayana M V S 10 November 2008
True poetry with all that beat and rhyme and a subject that sounds quite traditional. I felt like reading a 100 year old poetry of some great poet of yesteryears. kkudos to you my young lady..........10
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Sulaiman Mohd Yusof 10 November 2008
Wanna be a spiderwoman huh? yeahhh you better be cuz spider is one of the most hardworkin creature in the world, with a never say die kinda attitude.Thanks Ross! you've inspired me a lot through this piece and i want to learn more about spider now.
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