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If I'd had been the Spider, You the Fly
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Thank you, Bobby! I'd share a glass of vino with you anytime, my friend! ('course... I will pass on the bugs. Ewww!)
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I was listening to that very song earlier today - TRUE!!! Thank you so much for your kind words, I'm feeling welcomed and very glad to be back! I focus more on my free verse these days because of the contests I'm entering... but the sonnet will always have a special place in my poetic heart!
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I sure prefer "Queen of Sonnets" over "Spider Queen"! Thanks SO much for your exceptionally gracious comment, Alexandra!
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She’s back!!! The Queen of Sonnets. I love this Piper!!!
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Ah yes, this is the beauty we've been missing while you were away! I love your skill with sonnets and wonderfully contemporary language and imagery.
Like Muttado1sb often mentions, a song came to mind too - Dead or Alive's "You spin me right round, baby, right round..."
That you made it a 'two-fer' is just sweet, poetic...justice?
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Didn’t take long for me to also get caught in your web Piper. Smooth as a glass of fine wine while we dine. 🕷🕸🐜🦗
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If I'd had been the Spider, You the Fly
* This unusual sonnet is my response to today's Poem a Day Challenge on another blog to write a poem using the name of an insect. I've also been promising you, my friends here at RhymeZone, a new sonnet... so, I thought I'd try to catch two flies with one web!
If I had been the Spider, You the Fly
If I had been the spider, you the fly,
upon my web you’d dance before we’d dine.
Then, sitting down, we’d feast (not you, but I)
and savour every morsel with fine wine.
When we first met, you lured me to your web
then spun me with distortions, spoke untrue,
‘til over time I felt my spirit ebb.
(I’d feel quite justified devouring you.)
But, I’m no Spider Queen on silken throne
nor you a juicy bug I’d care to eat,
distasteful in all ways. You’ll not atone—
Too filled are you with ego-fuelled conceit.
I’ve swept your dusty cobwebs out my door.
Good riddance to your trash for evermore!Last edited by pipersfancy; 04-13-2018, 01:19 PM.Tags: None
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