Silent Like Spiders

 

Spiderweb by Jason Gardner on Unsplash

fear is noiseless

waiting in darkness patient

silent like spiders

notes

https://experiencewriting.com/2023/10/22/oct-22-prompts-creepy-crawlies/

Today's prompt was about spiders and invited participants to either write a response to one of the provided poems or use the Golden Shovel form. I picked up my Golden Shovel.

https://www.writersdigest.com/write-better-poetry/golden-shovel-poetic-form

Take a line (or lines) from a poem you admire.

Use each word in the line (or lines) as an end word in your poem.

Keep the end words in order.

Give credit to the poet who originally wrote the line (or lines).

The new poem does not have to be about the same subject as the poem that offers the end words.

I kept it simple and selected the first line of A Noiseless Patient Spider by Walt Whitman. I dropped the "a" and wrote a Senryu, which I then turned into a Haiga using Pixlr to add text art and effects to the base image. You are welcome to share said Senryu/Haiga, but if you do, please credit Cara Hartley/Ornery Owl. A link back to this blog would also be appreciated.

Yes, the post is backdated. I finally finished my contentious story for the First Coast Romance Writers winter anthology. Why not check it out and perhaps pre-order a copy? Proceeds benefit the First Coast Romance Writers, an independent non-profit organization helping writers hone their craft and expand their knowledge of the publishing industry.

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~Ornery Owl Ain't Afraid Of No Steenkin' Spiders~

Image by Eva Schmidseder from Pixabay

"Dropping on my head would not be a good idea, Spider. Just sayin'."

Troiku Challenge 2019: Day 8: Spiderweb

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Spiderweb anchored

To a tree, a bush, the ground

Centered spiral shines

spiderweb anchored

strong and yet so delicate

what will it capture

to a tree, a bush, the ground

merely a decoration

a lovely accent

centered spiral shines

luring its unwitting prey

the danger revealed

~Calvin & Cie~

Note:

The "sleigh" of this Troiku was created by Calvin Olson. The Three Horses of the Apocalypse can be blamed on me.

For My Father on Butterfly Releasing Day

Long gone from this place

Leaving only memories

Cobwebs in the sun

~Cie~

There was a butterfly release ceremony at Mountain View Park in Boulder today, sponsored by Family Hospice of Boulder. I purchased a butterfly in honor of my father, who died on November 28, 2010 after six years of progressive physical and mental deterioration following a devastating hemorrhagic stroke on June 4, 2004. My father would have been 78 years old this year. 

My son and I attended the service. We released the butterfly. I had intended to watch its flight path, but it was eager to go and flew right in my face, so I lost track of it almost immediately.

Following the service, we drove to Golden, where there is a memorial bench in the cemetery, honoring my father. We placed the carnation we had received on the bench.

Butterflies have a special meaning to us. When the family was gathered for Dad's memorial service at the cemetery, we hired a bagpiper to play Amazing Grace at the end of the service. He walked off into the distance as he played, representing the departure of the spirit from the living world. A butterfly landed on the bench for a moment, then flew off, following the bagpiper. I previously wrote a poem about this event here.

Dad taught me to respect all life, including the lowliest of creatures, such as insects and spiders. Thus, the photo of the cobwebs inspired me. He is gone from the world of the living, leaving only memories. I don't claim to understand what happens after death as I am not particularly religious, but I do believe that something continues after the death of the body. Spirit or soul is a good enough word for it.

~Cie~

Tempest's Wordless Wednesday:

(Image found here.)