Images of dew shaken down by wind <br /> Marvel of engineering line and brace <br /> The builder crouches to defend <br /> As my form looms gigantic <br /> This clear spring morning <br /> Not the sort of prey <br /> She wants at all. <br /> <br /> <br /> Dashing toward me waving her legs <br /> Frantic brave and desperate <br /> I can sympathise with how she feels <br /> All that work about to be wrecked <br /> Don’t fang me dear <br /> There’s a cocoon of eggs <br /> I'll walk around your work of art.<br /><br />Thomas Golding<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/spider-web-6/
