Spiders...br

Quite a fanciful poem. Blatantly optimistic compared
to the last one.

And you stuck a squirrel in! ^_^

:hugs you:

Peace

Is this like about writer's block or something?
The spider is your muse and the fly is writer's block, and the spider's all like, "Dude, you best back the ** off before I get medieval on yo' ** and smack you so hard, your grandkids will feel it!"
Or am I totally off the target?
If I am, then...oh well.
That's how it feels to me.

So when you writing more, huh?
I want to see how the crumbling crag of doubt (or 'doot', as your Canadian fanboy would say) turns out.

Other pets, have I

A hummingbird, who sings

A squirrel, who plays

A bear, who hibernates

A queen bee, who directs

A jellyfish, who dances

A cat, who acts

But the spider rules them all

Not just a writer, she is a creator,

A dictator

Everything has its purpose, even the writer. I loved the imagery in this one, and hope to see more of the same.

Another piece of genius.

"I see you there, little fly, hounding me
I've built a glittery trap for you
It yawns at the sight of you"

Amazing opener. I only wish I could think of something to critique to repay you wiht, but I seriously cannot think of a thing.
Very well done.
Cheers.