Lorenzo Costigliolo

Rookie (Western Hemisphere)

Tangled Webs - Poem by Lorenzo Costigliolo

The hunter looking for his prey
took refuge on his tree
waiting - waiting - she on the way?
(The prey was you, the hunter me.)

The huntress looking for her prey
took refuge in her bush
waiting - waiting - night and day!
(The prey was I, you in no rush.)

Two victims crossed that single road
directions: East and West -
Hunter, Huntress, waiting to unload!
(Each waiting for the one: the best.)

The Hunter's arrow found the heart
prey's blood between the hips
bleeding, bleeding - poisoned dart!
(The prey still prayed - from dying lips,)

The Huntress flung her snagging net -
confused her helpless mark
spinning, twisting - the trap was set.
(Quiet, he lay waiting for the dark.)

By black of night, you bled to death
the arrow piercing through,
and I, the Hunter, lie still, no breath.
(Entangled in the web of you.)

Comments about Tangled Webs by Lorenzo Costigliolo

  • (10/29/2009 12:57:00 PM)

    Really enjoyed this hunt between hunter and prey; who was stalking who, and why,
    gets lost in the fascinating ending, just like in real life sometimes.
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  • (10/22/2009 3:59:00 PM)

    Deaths are sometimes sooooooooo sweet, and this is one, entangled in the web of you? Wow! ! ! fantabulous lines you have

    her dangling on

    with a tugging smile from

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 22, 2009

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 6, 2011

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