(Poem) The Spider’s Bite by Sara Wright

Photo by Sara Wright

The Light

at dawn

and dusk

breathes gold leaf

into blue.

Deep emerald,

maple wined

trees unfurl,

impervious

to drought.

 Thrumming

sap sings,

  pulsing

 red twigs

have a heartbeat.

 All flower buds fatten.

How can I

weave this life force

inside this old body

of mine?

Nature celebrates

 her Becoming

with a circlet

of  bountiful

wildflowers.

Delicate

Trillium,

 Marsh marigolds,

serenade wild bees.

Purple and white

throated violets

spread hearts

across the land.

Trout lilies shimmer.

Bloodroot

 petals drift,

the fragrance of

 Arbutus fades…

Ephemeral beauty,

each moment is an

eternity in motion.

How can I

weave this life force

inside this old body

of mine?

Around me darkness looms.

Bitten by the Spider.

I am caught

 in a sticky net

tangled,

 twisted by

Misunderstanding.

Struggling to free myself

  I tighten

the rope around

my neck.

Haunted by Separation

I am held in

suspension

by ever thinning air –

Crying out,

in a Wilderness

fashioned from despair.

(Meet Mago Contributor) Sara Wright


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