Spider Morning

Updated on June 26, 2017

the spiders of the morning

spin webs made of dew

all day the birds sway like leaves

on the tree by your window

the grass sings melodies in the wind

the flowers collect butterflies

the clouds nibble at the sun

in the evening the postman walks by your house

and forgets to leave the letters i never wrote

the spiders come out of their hiding

at night

i dream of silk as the sheets

wrap around my sleep.

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        Tamara Moore 9 months ago

        I like this very much, and I sense there to be very deep meaning below the surface. Intriguing!