How they spin their webs
Like an intricate spider web
Catching each unsuspecting reader
In the silken lines of such tales
Seducing us with their trance
Surrounding us with some fine threads
In viting us into a written show
As we dine on words we have read
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bigwolf (
Offline) - Published: March 27th, 2013 07:08
- Category: Reflection
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I do love the imagery you have created... of what a tangled web we weave :-)... sorry that just popped into my head. but yes, we do spin stories to captivate and intrigue as we put our words out there to capture an audience.
Thank you baj-a, I think every artist does this at some point.
I think you did just that with this poem, seduced me, with your words.
beautiful
It is easier to catch honeys with words rather than vinegar.
Unless you get a hold of a pickle freak.
Whisper bigwolf, you don't want all the pickle freaks out there to hear you. They might turn you into a pickled wolf.
Wouldn't I be preserved well?
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