This Poem was Submitted By: cheyenne smyth On Date: 2012-05-28 01:14:59 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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The Web

Are we but a spider spinning an embroidered web? It’s not easy to catch the sun even though it surrounds us as we stalk and trap ourselves When the taste of hunger besets the soul we spin faster and faster until the web darkens our world we stumble in choking fog There is no miracle here just simple words to cleanse and scrub the mind that in defeat looks picturesque 

Copyright © May 2012 cheyenne smyth


This Poem was Critiqued By: Mark D. Kilburn On Date: 2012-05-30 16:54:19
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Wow, double wow, this is such a good poem i can't beleive it. I don't totally understand it but I'm not sure that's all that important. I'm guessing this will mean many different things to different people. To me it feels a little like getting lost in material things we often hunger for but i could be miles off and it wouldn't matter. It is just gorgeous, i think you should send it in to the newspaper so more people can enjoy it. This is the best poem I've read in several months and I give it an 11 on a scale to 10. mk


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