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Spider

The colored leaves
Hide my eyes

The spider web
Retrieves my rhymes

Wrapped in silken
Bed she lies

Her pillowed head
Spun sunset die

About This Poem

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?

Review Request Intensity: I appreciate moderate constructive criticism

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Country/Region: Colorado

Favorite Poets: William Blake, Poe, Yeats, Crowley

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weirdelf

weirdelf

12 years 4 months ago

I'm not sure I get this.

the line
Retrieves my rhymes
could be re-worked, IMO,
perhaps
Bespeaks my rhymes,
just a suggestion.

Not sure about the last line either
Spun sunset die[s]

I like it, but it could use some work.
Or I am stupid.