It's just poetry, it won't bite

Karma


10.03.17 Posted in today's words by

Josh Seymour’s most recent poem to appear here was “Laughing Serpent” (July 2017)

Karma
By Josh Seymour

While walking along a path through the woods,
I encountered a spider web amongst the reeds
growing beside a pond. This architectural marvel
was a sight to behold—its intertwining support
beams and its spiraling design captured my attention
immediately. Apparently, I was not the only
creature in the forest to appreciate its majesty, for
soon, a fly came buzzing through and was
entangled in the web’s aesthetic hold. The
vibrations stemming from the fly’s location—
which I assumed were from its applause towards
the architect—attracted the individual itself
and all eight legs appeared from their hiding place
to come and greet the new guest. A gracious host,
the spider must have anticipated that the breeze
blowing beside the pond would cause the fly some
discomfort and in prevention of this, it knitted
a full-body blanket specifically for its new
companion. Once the shivering insect was all
tucked in and cozy, the spider leaned in to give
it a final kiss goodnight. However, by giving
special attention to its guest, it did not realize
that another forest dweller had stopped by for
a visit. A long tongue shot through the reeds
and grasped the spider in a tight embrace—one
that might be seen between friends who had
not seen one another in quite some time. As if
in an instant, the whip-like tongue disappeared
and the affectionate bullfrog strolled back
towards his lair. I went to undress the fly from
its new silk pajamas, but I was too late—they must
have been too comfortable for the exhausted insect
because he did not seem to want to wake up. I suppose
I can’t blame him—it was such a beautiful summer day.

 



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