Catch-Trap.

Fay Slimm.

Catch-Trap.

Crouched in viewing the shivering cobweb

craftily spanning a waterfall's edge

I saw fine precision-knifed filaments

cunningly strung with infinite wisdom.

A weightless weapon of swinging steel,

death-celled bed spun on gossamer wheel.

That devilish duvet of glistening gauze

betokened real craft as the spider paused

then in obscurity tensed for success,

alert with magnetic insect suppression.

Hairily silent as tensile wires, cleverly glued

met miniscule life of wriggling food

that by moving caught death in but seconds

while spider gave fly lethal injections.

As water's curtain cascaded to ground

and whirling catch-trap spun victim around

fed spider wiped mouth, cleaned sticky legs,

repaired any holes and prepared for the next.

 

  • Author: Fay Slimm. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 15th, 2017 05:11
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Hypothesis

    This one here was very cleverly executed Fay. I loved the metaphors you've managed to string together as the Charlottes web would interpret. It felt like reading a children's book, yet with a PG-13 inscription.

    Well done poet!

  • Goldfinch60

    Very good write Fay with great imagery.

  • Tony36

    Great write

  • Pintu Mahakul

    Cobweb when becomes old and dusty still spider keeps a position in it. Fine precision-knifed filaments are well observed here. Tensile wires are cleverly glued. Repairing this next preparation is well made. Brilliant imagery is drawn in this poem.



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