There was a spider in my hand,
Black, feathery, and hot…
His eyes glowed like small red rubies-
Burning with mistrust and hate,
As though he knew I would soon crush,
His delicate body in my closed fist…
And though I hated spiders,
I paused,
For there was a spider in my hand,
And I didn’t remember putting him there…
He raised one foreleg,
As if to beg for his life,
And I was so startled,
That I let him drop from my palm-
But,
He didn’t run away-
He sat unmoving near my foot,
As though he knew what my foot could do-
And he stared at me,
With those ruby eyes…
I could sense his utter despise-
But he didn’t run from me,
He didn’t flee,
So I let him be…
Retta, Very compassionate. I would have crushed him. I hate spiders. Arachnaphobia.
Reviewed by Chris Jabon
Reviewed on April 21, 2003
Guess these people don't realize this excellent poem is about choices and the consequences of them do they? Excellent poem Rein, You have a way so teaching through your poetry that I love...glad to see you here...
Chris
Reviewed by Connie Hinnen Cook (Reader)
Reviewed on April 21, 2003
Captivating! Spiders always have my undivided attention when I spy them!
Reviewed by Tony Nerone (Reader)
Reviewed on April 21, 2003
Hi Retta, I am glad he is still alive. There helpful you know.
love yf
tony
Reviewed by Tony Nerone (Reader)
Reviewed on April 21, 2003
I hope you had a lovely Easter. I am sorry I am not being as supportive as I should be. In fact it may be some time before you may hear from me. Hopefully one day I may return to AD. At the moment I am still searching for peace and quiet so essential to writing. Your friend Victor
Hi Reindeer,
LOL...This gave me a good laugh...
I pictured the entire
scene...
Great write
Trixie :)
Reviewed by Jacqueline VanZandbeek (Reader)
Reviewed on April 21, 2003
I seem to have the luck of finding spiders while I am in the shower. sheeesh! Excellent imagery here, I enjoyed the read. It gave me shivers!
Jacqueline
Reviewed by *********** ********** (Reader)
Reviewed on April 21, 2003
Very well written...I loathe them brrrrrr!.. give me a snake anyday......Still they have their place :).....Thanks, Dani
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Five years have passed. The sequel to the award-winning Chapel of Eternal Love, this book revisits the same couples in the first book, and where the lives have taken them since they left the altar at The Chapel of Eternal Love
Love
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Chris
love yf
tony
LOL...This gave me a good laugh...
I pictured the entire
scene...
Great write
Trixie :)
Jacqueline
Bravo! Very insightful indeed!
Rodney
they help catch those bloodsuckers.
yet another outstanding write, like it...