Morning DjEWels

 

Lady spins her web

no thought in her head

but to snare

her dinner

for the ‘morrow

 

FullSizeRender-1333A wanderer appears

dawn’s birdsong in her ears

hearty empty

but open

beyond sorrow

 

 

FullSizeRender-1342She spies the Lady’s spell

woven from words that will not tell

the story

how dew-laced strands

captured fog-laden light

 

FullSizeRender-1346Oh sister spinner, so fair

blissfully unaware

how her masterpiece

graced

a solitary shadow

 

FullSizeRender-1334Oblivious to delight

Without artful foresight

beyond

her dinner

for the ‘morrow

 

 

(Dedicated to Lee, Joyce, Starkey, and Ann W., dear friends and fellow travelers in the crafting arts of beauty.)

Comments

  1. Debbie Jones says:

    Great photos!

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