The Thanksgiving Spider

The spider wove its house carefully and prepared for company.

Waiting for the guests' arrival

it ran out to greet me for dinner.

I was extremely grateful I was too large.

Happy Thanksgiving!

The Great Escape

 Walking the New Ground I found a spider tunnel

bejeweled with dew.

The spider had a guest.

I watched as the grasshopper crawled toward the top

expecting the owner of the web to scramble out to catch its breakfast.

This one got away!

In The Hidden Places

Like an over ripe fruit

Draws wasps and bees

With its sticky sweetness

The spider had lured

The wasp to its web

I stopped to watch

Laid on the ground trying 

To capture the moment

What a parent won't do 

For their children

Dinner was trapped

and stunned.

 The spider danced along her web

Repairing each strand

The wasp had torn

Like an engineer 

She kept her leads equal

And judged the balance

With a glance

Drawing the food

Closer to those 

Who hungered

October for Poetry Jam

October 

The bull can breathe fire

Shadows lengthen

Fruit weeps for spring

We ponder

About life's web

And other things

For Poetry Jam