Oh, tiny spider bind your thread.
Tight o’er crumbling brick and mortar. Heave now! ‘Til gable ends doth creak. Beneath your sling. The caring glass wire cuts.
To the bone.
Yon weed, limbs crawling forth through swirling mist. Your cascading tendrils tantalise. Prising. Upwards in paving cracks.
Grasping. Capturing. Multiplying.
Moonlit enchantment spirals. Patchwork moss a sprawl. Close quarters rusty gutter’s waterfall. Moths retire. As bats sway.
I lie beneath.
Whence swallows huddle. Soon be the hour for night’s embers to snuff, my love. Ash blanketing black earth once more.
Dew drops swell.
And within these walls, I weep for you.
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Wow! Excellent. 🙂
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Thanks for your kind words, Maverick!
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Love it!
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Thank you for your kind words Sue
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So much to like here, my favorite: “Ash blanketing black earth once more./ Dew drops swell./
And within these walls, I weep for you.”
Lovely work!
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Thanks so much for the detailed feedback! Best wishes.
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Your word choices give this piece the feel that people have been reciting it to each other for hundreds of years! And that line: “I lie beneath.” is so morbid. Reminded me of Edgar Allen Poe.
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Thanks Nate. I was inspired by the Jacobite uprising & bloodshed in Scotland’s history here. Thanks for the feedback!
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wow this is amazing. Such great imagery and descriptive writing. Loved it x
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Thanks Susan, lovely to see you over here at the blog x
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always nature is cute…..thanks for your nice nature image…..
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