What think you of an inky, dinky, spider poem?

Question

Thinking back on ages when I was angry,

Spinning anger in webs...

Catching my reflection in bits of

Shattered dew,

Thinking how funny my thousand eyes

Shone

And how sad it was that they saw...

How horribly, greedily, they drank in the

Poison of

Sight.

Catching my reflection and watching it

Beat veined wings

Against the crystal threads of my home,

My anger,

Spun from my body and sticky with

Millions of years

Of feeling nothing

As soft eyes closed...

What day was it when the first dry

Wings fell to the ground, betraying me

To the trusting things as

Predator...

What day was it when the butterflies,

The kind, lovely beings, ceased their

Visits, and

Cursed my

Sight...

If, by spinning, I could empty

My belly of anger,

I would web the stars...

Then stalk the highest corners of

Eternity...

Crawling on my belly into

The House of God.

Answer 1

that is amazing!

I love it

Answer 2

'Crawling on my belly intoThe House of God'.

The Ultimate one can reach.     In thoughts.

Answer 3

That was absolutely gorgeous and brilliant.

Answer 4

Incredible!  Especially the last stanza.

Answer 5

Your spider poem brilliant, visually stunning  work.. exquisite words and sentiment ! The eternal search for  forgiveness, love and acceptance... a sanctified existence.

but...

The  answerer's reference to Robert Service is ridiculous.... I am a Canadian and as such know  the  poetic works of Service. He has a special place in the "frozen" hearts of all of us " up " here but  this comparison is  stupid, crass and not worthy of  even this paragraph. I feel all poetry should be evaluated by its own standards.  I am shamed!

Answer 6

"Spiders and webs, Butterflies, House of God", All my favourite things  i like to write about in one poem and yet you have taken it to a level, that all  i can say is; WOW!!

Thank you for the inspiration. I shall use it well.

Answer 7

Wow - now this I like.  And what is more I understand enough of it too to enable me to savour it....more please.

Answer 8

And the Angels said Amen! We are lifted! I genuflect in your general direction. Superb writing.

Support your local Spider!

Answer 9

Kool !!!!

I liked it.

Answer 10

That's really good.

I went to pee and what did I see...a BIG RED spider crawling around in my bathtub.  I caught it and flushed it down after it swam around in the pee for awhile.  Then I came out here, the livingroom, and what do I see...another spider racing across the rug.  I think it was warning the others of what I did.  Then two of the jumped me, their huge teeth gnashing away at me...huge enormous eyes...salivating...hissing, growling...spitting.  I gave them a shot of bug spray...they slinked away, stopped, went into spasms, curled up and died.

Now there are about 50 of them scrambling at the window tring to escape.

Not for long..har har har...I got my bug spray in hand.  Sublimly stallking them.

They will soon be going to the House of God.

He he he...bug watching can be fun...he he he.

Answer 11

A powerful piece.  There is no way I can think of to improve

your language, your phrasing, I may need to memorize this.

Answer 12

"In 1904. the Canadian Bank of commerce transferred teller Robert W. Service to its branch in Whitehorse, Yukon Territory.  Less than five years later, Service was famous as the poet who chronicled the Klondike gold rush and the savage beauty of the frozen north."  Do you perhaps, recall "Dangerous Dan McGrew'?  "Sam McGee from Tennessee"?

"The Lady that's known as Lou"?"

Answer 13

Robert Service has nothing to fear.

Added later: I think it is amusing that a poet or poetry lover has never heard of Robert Service, the 20th century's most famous and commercially successful poet.

Answer 14

He ain't so inky dinky........This is excellent !!! The last stanza ....

WoW !!     ........Thanks for sharing & have a great day !!!!

Answer 15

h**l of a spider!  Some devil in him/her!  Well said.  Anger fueled by misunderstanding.