The Spiders Web - by Susie Hemingway

As the spiders web draws you in

your eyes flicker becoming dim

I reach in terror to ease your pain,

but however I work, there is no gain.

the mist around your tired face

draws you gently to that place.

don't enter the web that pulls you close,

stop spinning spider, leave your prey.

We fight and fight this daily battle
and hate the spider and its chattel
who tries so hard to lure you,
so easy is that gossamer thread
that wants to take you from your bed,
floating in the calm warm air
let me brush your silver hair,
go back spider, let go your grip.


Go take your 'arachnid' ways,
and spin somewhere another day
go find a substitute not him
and leave this gentle quiet soul
go spin your large white wheels of lace
that ensnare and strangle in their wake,
go back and think again,
for this is one, you'll never win.


Stop spinning now, don't draw him in.
leave him quietly, to sleep at peace.
go find your other prey to squeeze
for I don't like your weaving ways
and this one has more sunny days.
You nasty creepy malignant beast
leave him be, go make your web
your threads that spin and crept within.


So easy is that gossamer thread...






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