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Spider-Web
That sick fancy web of pain
weaved into my garden like
strings of pearls, bruised
and I couldn't resist
Clinging to silky threads
holding the beauty of life
let the vapours, escape
roll into my shrine
weaved into my garden like
strings of pearls, bruised
and I couldn't resist
Clinging to silky threads
holding the beauty of life
let the vapours, escape
roll into my shrine
Published 16th Aug 2014
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16th Aug 2014 4:36pm
16th Aug 2014 5:32pm
It came to me after my morning stroll in my backyard and I found this lovely web...just had to share. Thank you seascape :)
16th Aug 2014 5:32pm
Tommie, this piece intrigues me...makes me want to know more. I love the style and grace of your words.
16th Aug 2014 5:34pm
16th Aug 2014 6:30pm
16th Aug 2014 6:57pm
Anonymous
16th Aug 2014 7:02pm
Eye lyke purls rm
16th Aug 2014 8:27pm
18th Aug 2014 10:27pm
The web we weave our lives into, sometimes painful other times not. Good write.
19th Aug 2014 00:08am
