“Spider” by Pat Simmons

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She spins her intricate web

Perfectly positioned between bending branches.

Invisible to unsuspecting insects, she waits.

Dinner is served.

Effort rewarded, hunger satisfied, she

Rests.

3 thoughts on ““Spider” by Pat Simmons

  1. A poem deceptively simple, but skilfully shaped and beautifully expressed. I enjoyed it immensely. Thanks, Pat.

  2. Oooh Pat, Lovely, with its gaps in the text that let the unsaid fact that something (us?) has been caught and eaten creep in. Where do our sympathies lie? Shuddersomely delightful. Congratulations!

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