Today I have thoughts about spiders.
Ackk, I know! I’m not a fan of the creepy crawly creatures, although I understand we are all necessary parts of this wonderful Earth. We each have a role. Sometimes, we take on roles that are not our true selves.
Have you ever tried to be someone other than your genuine self in order to please another person?
If so, you may be able to relate to this poem. If not, I hope you enjoy the images of spiders, steaks, and earlobes. Here is my newest poem, titled Words I Savor.
Words I Savor
Your words move like a spider
Into the part of my mind I
Reserve for late-night dinners with
Words I savor like a tenderloin steak.
You speak words in lines of silk that
Extend from your lips to my earlobe, as
My heart longs to elope with your mind.
Your juices flow with words like disciple and contemplation
While I dip into a layer of self-torture, in
Hopes you will love me more for my sacrifices.
©2013 Christy Birmingham
This is christyb, hoping that your creativity shines like rays of sunshine today.