Tarantulas Giving Birth Poem by Ivy Christou

Tarantulas Giving Birth

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Crawling spiders live in your mind’s corner
Poisonous tarantulas they maybe.

Bite marks are left on your flesh
Transmitting misery to victims with daring smiles,
hair knitted with cobwebs
capturing flying blissful hearts,
my joy lands in front you
a new pray for your jaws.

Suspended you leave me in this blinding light
persuaded and then forced to dry,
merciful strangers set me free
by cutting the remnants of my wings.
I fall and crack away from your piercing eyes
Your sedative presence is no longer effective.

Broken bones and wasted tears
gasping for your stale air
inside a newborn cries from the slap
but finally takes her first breath.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Georgios Venetopoulos 11 December 2012

A talented poetess for sure. Congratulations HBH.

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Seán O' Muiriosa 05 April 2006

I've missed reading poems like this. I like the metaphor of the tarantulas, even though I despise the sight of them! Eeek! The final line hit me hard and clear. 'Finally takes her first breath...' Its simplicity and truth is brilliant. Your friend, Seán

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Max Reif 25 March 2006

a powerful, vivid, and healing, piece, Ivy.

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