GrassHooper

Photo: Chris Poole

Grasshopper, grasshopper 

among-st the blades of grass, 

I reached to pick you up 

to put you on an Ant hill 

but you hopped away too fast!

by: Terri Hadji-Gauthier


A writing exercise over at Jan Mader's
October 7th 2011

Spider Web

The flood in Pakistan made millions of spiders seek higher anything. 

In this case Trees.

The flood waters took so long to recede that the trees 

were cocooned by the spiders.

 A blessing in disguise.

 It is thought that the mosquitos are getting caught 

in the spider’s web thus reducing the risk of malaria

This is one of the many photos that was passed 

onto me through an e-mail.

Which inspired me for whatever reason
 to write the poem below.

Spider Web

I don't think I shall ever see

A spider web spun by thee.

A web that sparkles like diamonds from the rain

Catches unsuspecting victims with little pain.

An instinctive talent they alone posses

Not much thought but oodles of finesse. 

Like little strands of steel none can compare

The spider's web so delicate and  fair.

Silken threads cast into the wind must land

So begins the task strand by strand.

Now I know I shall never see

A spider web spun by thee.

By

 Terri Hadji-Gauthier 

THE SPIDER THREAD —Photo by Akutagawa Ryunosuke

If this poem has a similar ring to it. It's because I used  Alfred Joyce Kilmer's poem "Trees"  as a model.