A question of digestion, for c/c?

Wow, I was drawn in and did not realize it until I was half way in that the poem had begun.

Much like the spider’s web. And because I enjoy happy endings, I was glad the fly got away.

Very nice delivery and execution poetically, of what would be hard to duplicate.

A true one of a kind.

cassie

This is vintage cassie, back to the poetry you do best, though

I do love too when you stray and give us something different,

like free verse.

A telling tale …have you ever seen the old classic with Vincent Price

called “The Fly” – if not, watch it…scary as all get out.

I like the metaphor you created that we can apply to our lives. I have

also thought about the times I (probably us all) have accidentally swallowed

a fly or a bug, with no way of getting him out…just accept it Thomas, swallow

it and move on. lol

Poem flowed well and the rhyme pattern complimented the piece

Congrat

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I liked the way you grouped phrases into

verses. This poem flows with ball bearing

smoothness and the message is

well voiced, leading to it’s satisfying

conclusion. Clever title, Beautiful writing, C.

A web of silk so strong was spun

Concealed, lest some might ferret.

This feline, one eye on the weaver

Send compliments – for such, you merit.

Your pen of river, folk, and flower

Has ever earned respect and more.

Let spiders peer about your bower –

Greater than they, you take the floor.

Themes profound and topics light

Are scribed by you with flow and measure.

You do not preen at our applause

But write more poems that we might treasure.

Mere reader, I have pondered on your verses lofty

And others down to earth , some cool, some classy-

And smile, that while you can seem a `softy`

You`re tensile as you need, fine Cassie.

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Some will care but few might hate

For truly a poet you`ll always be –

So though the predators predate

Your pen shall flow bright, trite and – free.

It may have all been said a thousand times Cassie,

and in a thousand different ways, but your words,

your poetry is always appealing.

Using language everyone understands, is but one of

your many skills as a poet…

Oh Cassie, you have never disappointed, and this is no exception. It has been and hopefully long will be, our pleasure to read your posts.

I suspect we’ve all pondered our poetic worth, the relative sense of our words shared with others. As for me and perhaps others, poetry is a passion and a form of therapy and I put away more than I post, but I think the bottom line is, I often just want to write for me.

Not quite like what I’ve read from you but is still so good. I would also suggest that you change the title. out of . well done.

please take a look at my poem when you have time, thanks.

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I love the way you let a sentence

Cross two lines. Your poetry

Is so improved above the rest–

And then you have such perfect meter

And such rhyme, I know I’ll never

Be the one to equal you.

And this poetic tool you use is

So much fun to read, and I

Would love to see much more of this your

Poetry. I’m signing off

Right now because that’s all I’ve got

To say to such a fabulous a

Poet.

(sorry, I didn’t rhyme!)

The poem is fine. I would just change the title of it.

Not ink, but more like dry Chablis–

A slightly buggy aftertaste–

Your poem has legs, but also wings

With ev’ry scrap of weight erased.

(sorry–wot I just done writ is plain awful)

😀