Results of a tiny spider
drifting from our big woods
onto our large deck, and
landing on the fabric of my pants, Dockers ®,
then climbing upon my notebook, Mead ®,
walking on eight legs over my Words ©
then nudged with my pen, uni-ball ® :
Dangling down from my pen,
it dropped fast on a vertical lifeline,
instantly stretching to 12 inches long.
Then increasing to four feet long,
to travel horizontally in a slight breeze.
Then eight feet long,
trending diagonally upward.
Now twelve feet long,
as he is lifted up and away
on this nearly invisible thread.
Displaying a skillful escape
from harassment, to land
where he will... into the next
available, cooperative tree.
Me, a mere witness to this miracle fiber.
My attention captured by this tiny spider.
Astonished enough to dangle a few lines
composed of mere letters and words of this kind.
© 2013 Richard Havenga
You must have been very still to watch all this drama!
ReplyDeleteSantiago:
ReplyDelete"Still" is my middle name when I'm observing wildlife, no matter how small it may be. Unlike "Miss Muffet", I was NOT frightened away.
Richard
I really enjoyed this! Such absorbing imagery and so brave of you to allow the spider to do its job; "eek". Gloria S.
ReplyDeleteGloria:
ReplyDeleteMost people are creeped out about spiders, but once you get over the fear, they are truly fascinating creatures.
I am pleased the imagery absorbed you. The last two lines gave me the most satisfaction. Thanks for coming to WWFN.
Gratefully,
Richard