The Web, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

The Web

Watching the civil engineer laying
Out many points for her silky expanse
To and fro she goes constantly planning
Double checking leaving nothing to chance

From me there will be no provocation
Not aware if she notes of my presence
Steadily continues her vocation
I get closer to watch with deference

Her silk rope appears to be without end
As she hauls it across from point to point
Seeking no assistance from any friend
Moving in circles she tacks every joint

Her done web is architectural art
Only wish is to be equally smart

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bobsieczkiewicz

Husband, Father, Grandfather, Lover of all beautiful things. I love to read and write poetry. My favorite hangouts are libraries and museums and yet I love being outdoors. I am a dreamer of things that could be.

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