Flexible Strings

Flexible Strings

A Poem by Poetic Beauty

Two spiders spin their intricate webs
Beneath the glow of the silver moon
The delicate patterns is barely seen
Until vanilla light glides upon them

Silken strands away in the nocturnal breeze
A slight shift in their location
As they dance quietly with complete ease
For flexibility is their forte

They give valid reminders to life
Often if we bend with conscious grace
And softly sway with the wind of change
The more resilient in life we become

© 2024 Poetic Beauty


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This lovely poem focuses on the beauty and intricacy of nature, as well as the lessons it can teach us about navigating life's challenges.

Enjoyed reading this short yet meaningful piece.
The setting is peaceful and serene, with the moonlight casting a soft glow on the scene which then offers a gentle reminder to embrace change and bend with grace, just as the spiders do in the night.

-Amy


Posted 5 Months Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Poetic Beauty

5 Months Ago

The idea came about as I was watching two spiders one on each side of my porch spin webs while the w.. read more
Amy R

5 Months Ago

So natural, lovely to hear.



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Taking time to consume life
with all of our senses strings
together natrual resilience in a more honest sway.
Methinks melikes this.

R.

Posted 3 Days Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Poetic Beauty

1 Day Ago

As humans we need to learn to sway a little more when life changes our directions
Throwing Romeo

1 Day Ago

Well put ,glimmering hope suspended in the
amber ways of grace.
i love the change up rhyme and rhythm you have in this one ... reminds me of emily .. at the head of the vanguard for "modern" poetry .. it's subtle and if i take the time ... strikes on just the right note .. spider webs are so resilient ... i live with forest all around me and in the spring .. a certain spider, along with many of it's species, weave approx. 12 inch webs in the undergrowth .. in the morning dew and sunrise ... diamonds sparkle on each one of them .. such a gift .. what a creation! ... as i walk my dog, Beauregard, up the dirt road we live on ... i have run into and been captured by a single thread of web ... i have marveled at .. how in the heck a spider through a strand across 12-15 feet of road .. one morning, as Beau and i treaked up the road ... i witnessed this small .. almost translucent spider .. riding the wind from one side of the road to the other .. all his legs were spread out .. like a sky diver ... anyway .. love your poem .. so enjoyed reading and the scene it brought to my "present" ..peace and love
E.

Posted 3 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Poetic Beauty

1 Day Ago

They are masters at weaving their tapestries and so unwavering
Tremendous imagery and metaphor. You really bring this scene to life.

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Poetic Beauty

4 Months Ago

Thank you!!
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Gee
For whatever reason this brings Robert the Bruce and his spider to mind. They are persistent wee buggers.
Another fine write


Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Poetic Beauty

4 Months Ago

Thank you. I only like to watch spiders from a distance. They are fascinating to watch. But if they .. read more
Gee

4 Months Ago

:)))..........
Yes dear friend. We must learn to bend and flex. But I do dislike.
"They give valid reminders to life
Often if we bend with conscious grace
And softly sway with the wind of change
The more resilient in life we become"
I like the above lines. We can't stop change. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

Posted 5 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Poetic Beauty

5 Months Ago

I am stubborn by nature and often fight being flexible but it is something I am working on as I get .. read more
Coyote Poetry

4 Months Ago

I hate change. I am getting better with in old age.
I would make a terrible spider I have the focus power of a gerbil lol my web would look like a Pollock painting:/ I love your use of imagery here:) it seems the older we get the less flexible we become I try to bend as much as possible because i am afraid of becoming to rgid but it can be a struggle:)

Posted 5 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Poetic Beauty

5 Months Ago

I can be a bit stubborn myself but I’m learning as I grow older.
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Daz
Your versatility is what I really admire. You never disappoint.

Posted 5 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Poetic Beauty

5 Months Ago

Thank you. I write about a great many different things. You never know what topic I am going to writ.. read more
Thanks for those words. They were refreshing to my thirsty soul.

Posted 5 Months Ago


Thanks for those words. They where refreshing to my thirsty soul.

Posted 5 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Poetic Beauty

5 Months Ago

I’m glad you liked this poem
This gives beautiful meaning to the word Gossamer.

Posted 5 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Poetic Beauty

5 Months Ago

Thank for your very kind words Ken. I will be by to read again soon. Been a very busy week at work f.. read more

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Added on June 11, 2024
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Tags: Nature, spider web, life, strands, flexible, resilient

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Poetic Beauty
Poetic Beauty

corn country, IL



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