Web of Death

In her dark tunnel she hides

Lying in wait for the blazing sun

Dew drops clinging to her web

Breathing quietly with the patience of Job

Knowing lunch comes as soft breezes blow

Stretching her web of death for unwitting insects

Entangled in her shimmering threads

Thin as fiber optics // strong as steel

Once entangled… they are her next meal

From her tunnel of darkness she emerges

Like a horror on the fun-house ride

 One venomous bite and it’s all over

Then she’s back inside


Photo: Dwight L. Roth

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25 thoughts on “Waiting

  1. Have you ever seen the forest floor at night reflecting the light of a headlamp as beautiful glowing dots of like tiny emeralds spaced every one to two feet? Zoom in close and you find out they are wolf spiders… waiting. I figure we would be waist deep in insects without spiders, beautiful creatures. I am coming to the dVerse OLN trail a little late , glad to meet your spiders though. 💜

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