Tuesday, 20 November 2012

The Spider and the Moon

Time and death
are shadows,
emotional threads,
of thought
darker, emptier
than the 
shadows
they throw

A silent venom
that spins 
a web
weaving dreams
from moonbeams
that vanish
like dew
in the dawn
©Rose

12 comments:

  1. bravo!

    Love 'dreams from moonbeams'

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  2. Such a striking picture, Rose. It sent shivers down my spine.
    I have an utter terror of, yet facination with spiders - yes, I know, I am a Druid and one of our Goddesses is Ariadne!!
    Your magical skill with words completes the whole perfectly.
    A wonderfully absorbing piece, Rose :)

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  3. Wonderful weaving dear! Potent venom! Let's add to "one of your best".

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  4. Thank you Ygraine,
    I am also very wary of spiders they are
    just so so creepy. But I do love the way
    they weave their webs so intricately and with such patience:)

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  5. Thank you Gnome,
    You are ever so kind :)

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  6. Striking images and words, created beautifully and profoundly.

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  7. ohhh one of your best! what a weaving ... you know, lately, I have been dreaming of spiders and was wondering what exactly is there in my sub concious! strange!

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  8. Hi Moon,
    Thank you, you are too kind. Dreaming of spiders, are you are over analyzing something?

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  9. The key may be to never wake up and face the dawn, death or time. Maybe the web is the cushion we need?

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  10. Daniel,
    Thank you for reading:)

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