Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Autumn Weaves

Silver threads span convex
on my windowpane.
A network of gossamer bridges
link wind-blown petals
to barren thorny branches,
fallen leaves to naked trees
and marry flies to bumble bees.

Perfectly formed labyrinths
designed to confuse,
tangle tender prey
stun them to submission.
Wrapped in tender string,
an invisible world is woven
bundling my garden as one.

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