Spider Poem by Leslie Alexis

He descended,
Right in front of me
Like a soldier
Seeking to ambush
His enemy.

I quivered
At the sight of
The scary spider,
which dropped from the sky;
Swinging on invisible threads.

Butterflies,
beautiful ones
Hung upon his dome;
Their welcome was heard,
And their invite eternal

I marveled,
Thinking in between
Of the serenity
Of the mighty willow’s
Ways of death.

Copyright © 2010 Leslie Alexis