Gert Strydom

Gold Star - 28,459 Points (03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

Spider Web - Poem by Gert Strydom

There’s a spider web
of which parts got on your hair
and you are alarmed by it
and I take fine silk from your hair
while you look big eyed at me
and your lips are open
as if you are gasping for breath.

The wind blows a branch
whipping up and down,
but it’s unnoticed
by us both.

Your eyes are caught by the spider web
on which two spiders
are rocking in the wind
and I am caught,
with the look in your golden eyes
and your open lips that are inviting
and a small leave hanging on your cheek.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 16, 2009



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