Night

Web

Into the rhythmic nothingness,

Arresting my senses,

Drowns the splendor of the night

The wicked ways of the moon entices

Like a spider in its web

Spinning gossamer dreams,

In silken threads.

Prompted at : 3WW

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7 Responses

  1. And a fine take it is, I must say. I like it

    Mark S. - June 18, 2009 at 9:02 pm
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  2. Spinning gossamer dreams, what a great line.

    ThomG - June 18, 2009 at 9:59 pm
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  3. very luring concluding lines, Meena :-) Expressions like “gossamer dreams” and “silken threads” together with the image if the moon make for a very gelatin appearance!

    Srini - June 19, 2009 at 2:41 am
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  4. this one is my fav from u from the ones i hv read meena. :)

    Preetilata - June 21, 2009 at 11:29 am
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  5. One of your best..

    stolen from the air

    Please don’t forget to post your creative works at Monday Poetry Train Revisited too!

    gautami tripathy - June 22, 2009 at 3:02 am
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  6. poohi, i don’t know when u r “not” brilliant!! i dont think its possible! :)

    Leo - June 22, 2009 at 4:31 pm
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