"Web Weaver"

 

  "Web Weaver"

 

Your web...was woven so well,

Any outsider...could not tell;

What was the way to reach the door,

That so many...had searched for.

 

You spun your web, interwoven with lies,

Full of half truths and false alibis.

Then you wove your way...deep within,

Where no other...had ever been.

 

Your web sits shining, in the sun;

A beautiful edifice...now it is done.

But...all is dark glass, on the outside;

What lies inside...where you hide?

 

There are no windows, and no doors;

No way to see...if inside...there is more.

You have traps woven into the outside;

To stop anyone, from ever reaching...your side.

 

Now and then...you wander and roam;

Then hurry and hide...within your home.

All hearts stop...when you appear,

The look of an angel...passing near.

 

You have locked yourself, inside your web,

Stepping out now and then...just to be fed.

You prey on others, and have your fun,

Leaving decaying carcasses, when you are done.

 

You wove a web...to protect your heart,

To trap outsiders...before love can start.

Hurt once by love, now you just hide,

Inside of your web...where trust has died.

 

Valentine

Reviews

[barleygirl]

This is an excellent poem. You've expressed the idea so well & with originality. I've lived a great deal of my life kinda like this. I like that the hideout is being called out but not with scorn or judgement, simply described for the reader to decide if it's a good thing or a bad thing. To a more concise writer like myself, this feels a teensy bit repetitive to me, like you're restating similar ideas in multiple ways. It works, but it's just not my preference.

[Valentine]

Most of my writes were published some time ago. My editor accepted them the way they were written at the time. Kathie

[Tony Jordan]

Webs can be beautiful, deadly, useful or foreboding and the same web can mean something different for those who approach the Webmaster.
It's a pity when people use their web-weaving skills to keep everyone away because the weaver is missing out as much as the others from the joy that could be exchanged.

Could I make a suggestion to the line 'leaving decaying carcasses' - I thought 'Dessicated carcasses; when you are done.' would bring the idea of the way spiders eat out more.
Just a thought.

Overall I thought this was a masterful rhyming piece Kathie.

[Valentine]

Tony, this was published some time ago the way it is. Thank you for your input though. Kathie

[Tony Jordan]

Your welcome Kathie. :)

[Ted Kniffen]

I guess some people just find it easier to keep things locked inside and push people away. If someone does happen to get inside, they do so at their own risk. Goo poem and goo story, Kathie

[Valentine]

Many build a wall around themselves, we can't see it, but it is there. Kathie

[Paul Bell]

There is something cruel about the spider watching its prey slowly die. Human spiders weave a bigger web though.

[Valentine]

You are right, many times it is a trap that the ensnared cannot get out of even though they want to. Kathie

[tanmay7551]

I feel that the last 4 lines are the heart of this poetry and above all justification of everything that is described...

You wove a web...to protect your heart,
To trap outsiders...before love can start.
Hurt once by love, now you just hide,
Inside of your web...where trust has died.

[Valentine]

Seeing how a spider creates its web and traps living things in the web just looking at it this poem grew. Life is all around us, look at it sometime. Kathie

[Jasbir Kaur]

Nice poem. The web of lies always result in one's own distruction. So it must not be woven.

My best wishes

[Valentine]

Some people do act like this, spiders too. [smiling] Kathie

[wordman]

closed your heart inside your web,where it will be safe from hurt..

[Valentine]

Ron, my younger sister that lives next door with all her cats has done this I think. Once hurt, twice scared. Kathie

[wordman]

it`s not good to be alone

[SmittyJas]

Built trust and let truth take over find truth and you will be successful at finding true love once again. Don't weave a web of deception where only you can reach yourself a lonely place a lonely space.

[Valentine]

Thank you Smitty for commenting on this write. Kathie

[Coyote Poetry]

A very good tale in the poem with a real life ending.
"You wove a web...to protect your heart,
To trap outsiders...before love can start.
Hurt once by love, now you just hide,
Inside of your web...where trust has died."
Many kinds of web. Some more dangerous than others. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Valentine]

I appreciate you taking the time to read my scribble. Kathie

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome. It is pleasure.

[Falling Leaf.]

Ah, someone caught up in their own mess, I know this all too well... Thanks for sharing Kathie.

[Valentine]

This was a line from a novel that caught my eye write.