Spider versus writer in a battle to the death.
Spiderling No More It shifted around the tabletop like a mote of dark dust caught in the draught of two open doors. An atom of charcoal, the little creature jigged its way between mine and my brothers’ fingers unaware of the giants we were. “It’s an ant,” said Jonny. “No it’s not, you idiot, it’s […]
There is a cold, fog settled over the landscape. The grey obscures the Summer gone and softens the introduction of unseen snows. Yet, despite the poor visibility, the fallen curtain reveals the impossible: millions of cobwebs. The spiders have been busy during the night with their trampolines and sports nets. If not for the November […]
Suspended in time Held in place Invisible thread Reflected face Hundreds of droplets Each a world Draped all about Life unfurled Created by spiders Or by God I’m unsure which These worlds are odd Sparkling glints In moments born A million more Upon my lawn Watched intently Until they fade A beauteous morning These worlds […]
I took this photo myself. I apologise that I daren’t get any closer. We have a spider That’s ever so large She hangs from our window The size of a barge I wander up to her And peer through the glass But all I can see Is her gigantic ass She’s covered in blood […]
Spiderlings Cute in minutiae Running here Dashing there How you grace my rose garden ‘Til mother appears Note: I’d have used an image but then my wife wouldn’t have read this.
Spirals of dewdrops Festoon natures gentlest trap. I just see beauty.