The Web

Two old spinsters

Sitting in the barn,

One used candlewick

The other used yarn,

One wore a bonnet

With a white lace trim,

The other bobbed her hair

With a dragonfly pin.

 

They spun and they spun

‘Til the bobbins were full,

They’d squeeze out the knots

Put a twist in the wool,

They spun through the day

And on through the night

And glared at each other

If it didn’t look right.

 

While up in the beams

Of the barn overhead

Two spinsters were spinning out

A gossamer thread,

They stared on down

With their little black eyes

And they spun round the bonnet

And the red dragonfly.

 

The webs floated down

Were glued to each face

With the spinsters spinning

At a frantic pace.

The wheels stopped spinning

With a sudden click-clack

As the spinsters stared

At those eyes, so black.

 

As the next day dawned

They came to the barn,

The men and the children

Of that little old farm,

The spinsters were spun

In a giant cobweb,

As they sat, eyes staring -

They were stone cold dead!

 

David Lewis Paget

Reviews

[A.r. Bazian]

unbelievable Dave, if i may call you so?
where do you get these ideas from!
you are the most talented story poet i've ever come across!
i must say!
i'm spun deep through my head!
u keep my edgy 'til the very last line, satisfying my every plea, and every thought of mine! not that i can see your endings coming, they're most farfetched, but you seem to have a handle well when it comes to poetry, because you can still make a stand!
i love your work!

[Shreyas Tripathy]

The spinsters strangled themselves by trying to strangle each other !
Shows how important healthy competition is, competition goes south and ends up in a ditch is it turns out to be ugly !!!
Love the message this poem sends out ! Let it echo, let it resonate :)

[Enid Blake]

Cool.
Perversity rules? - lol :)

[David Scott]

I liked the the implications of the web we weave... Very profound and funny and light at the same time. You have a gift for telling a deep truth in a story that have a child smiling. Simple elegance!
Be well

[Andrew N. Farrens]

A great twisting, classically jolting poem of intense descriptive vision that left, at least this reader, breathless with admiration......good one!
ANF

[roarke]

quite a spinning meter and a heck of a fun read.

[Mic]

Haha! Most fun read... as are they all. The short lines and rhythm just made this one pass too fast.

Very well done Mr. Paget!

[Emerald Seas]

What a wonderful web you weave, my friend! I so enjoy a good spooky tale, especially as All Hallow's Eve draws near. Divine writing as always!

[Clayton Bardwell]

I love the rhythm. Sounds like what little girls would chant while skipping rope.

Still reading the Demon Horse on the Carousel. I love it!

Happy Halloween.

[Marie]

Arachne is still at work I see...

[jkhatz]

A dark, twisted Charlotte's Web of sorts but equally as whimsical. Do these spinsters hold our destinies in their hands like the Fates of Greek mythos?