Catchtrap.A Poem by Fay Slimm
Catchtrap.
Crouched in viewing the shivering cobweb craftily spanning a waterfall's edge I saw fine precision-knifed filaments cunningly strung with infinite wisdom. A weightless weapon of swinging steel, death-celled bed spun on gossamer wheel. That devilish duvet of glistening gauze betokened real craft as the spider paused then in obscurity tensed for success, alert with magnetic insect suppression. Hairily silent as tensile wires, cleverly glued met miniscule life of wriggling food that by moving caught death in but seconds while spider gave fly lethal injections. As water's curtain cascaded to ground and whirling catch-trap spun victim around fed spider wiped mouth, cleaned sticky legs, repaired any holes and prepared for the next. © 2019 Fay SlimmReviews
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8 Reviews Added on December 5, 2019 Last Updated on December 5, 2019 AuthorFay SlimmCamborne, Cornwall, United KingdomAboutHi from Fay Slimm, I have been writing poetry since childhood and have always enjoyed writing nature poems along with romantic odes to the glorious place where I live alongside the sea in Cornwall U.. more..Writing
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