gershon hepner

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Suspense - Poem by gershon hepner

Suspended in midair above my garden pond
I saw a tangled web,
within which sat a bleb
that was the architect, a vicious vagabond,
who, sentry in his artifact, refused to move,
while preying on the curious
to whom he'd be injurious,
once he had trapped them in the web that hung above
and floated in the air. It was a mystery
how the web had got
to where it was, a knot
within the void, a paradigm of history.
Then suddenly the sunlight shone upon the silken thread,
the floss that made it float,
poetic anecdote,
sleek filament concocted deep within a head.

7/13/99

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  • (5/9/2006 9:04:00 AM)


    Silky, sticky, and mystical. And to me also...INCOMPREHENSIBLE! ! ! (I'm having rather a bad day, Gershy. Brain dead! !) I've still enjoyed this journey of words, though, very much so.
    Love,
    Gina.
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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 8, 2006

Poem Edited: Thursday, July 22, 2010


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