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Waiting

Creeping

Waiting

Strike!

Webbing split, threads a-wrapping

Prey is live, merely napping

Precious food, far too rare

Stolen by the others there!

Dewdrops glisten, fire crackles

Spider-girl quietly cackles

Pale skin, like molten moonlight

Hazel eyes, oh-so-bright!

Looking down from high above

Seeing food but never love

Kept away from cities grand

Hunted by a naga band!

Danger lies in every field

Always fight and never yield

Eat the food that has been caught

It is yours so now you ought!

Set the traps and see the prey

They’ll not live another day

The food is done, now suck it in

To survive is how you win!

A beauty of the forests deep

Who sets traps for her foes

Her name is Lilia, stories say

Though it’s only she who knows!

Flicker in the forest glade

How lovely, they do speak

Gorgeous is her midnight hair

Forget her legs do creak!

Wary must a traveler be

Who takes the forest path

A spider-girl is waiting there

A fool could do the math!
©2008-2009 ~Rednal29
:iconrednal29:

Author's Comments

An entry for Karbo's Felarya contest.



Hope you enjoy!

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:iconkarbo:
A nice and original poem ^_^
But for the contest I had more full story in mind though ^^;
:iconcomic-burn:
i like the natural rythem of the piece

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:kitty:....:work:
gone to my "happy place"
-back soon
:iconrednal29:
Well, I figured you might enjoy a change of pace. ^^

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They who have the most guns kick butt.
-Evangeline A.K. McDowell
:iconrednal29:
^^ I don't do poetry very often, so it took me a little while... I like how it turned out, though.

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They who have the most guns kick butt.
-Evangeline A.K. McDowell
:iconramsusxiii:
Now this is a unique taste on things. Did this all flow easily for you?

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You can't hug your children with nuclear arms.
:iconrednal29:
Each four-line bit came rather easily, once I had the first line down. I did, however, have some trouble in-between them. So it didn't flow perfectly, but it came fairly well since I had a specific subject in mind. Hooray for rhyming! XD

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They who have the most guns kick butt.
-Evangeline A.K. McDowell
:iconharaotome:
Nice poem

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"Fe-fi-fo-fum food in my belly you shall become"-Onja Zule
:iconrednal29:
Thanks. ^^

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They who have the most guns kick butt.
-Evangeline A.K. McDowell
:iconharaotome:
Np

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"Fe-fi-fo-fum food in my belly you shall become"-Onja Zule

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