Silk Worms

Silk Worms

A Poem by Slow Leak

Inspired, always, by Sir David Attenborough Life in the Undergrowth


And if I was a worm, my love
I'd spin
I'd spin you silk
My love,

My love
I'd watch you in the water below
I'd lure you to strands of silk, glistening

My love I have weaved and meandered all night across
These walls
Back and forth
Spinning, spinning my love

The ground is a ceiling
Below or above
It does not matter in this cave
In this wet womb
I wait in silk, wait weaving for you

Until you stick
Slick bodies
Damp air, damp skin
Suspended from ceilings

My love, I'll keep spinning and
Spinning and
Waiting for you

© 2015 Slow Leak

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Author's Note

Slow Leak
Does this poem have movement? Does it spin you in? Is it warm? What do you like? What don't you like?

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I feel no horror - nor fear. Just presence. Like? - the sense of caring. Dislike? - the lonliness.

Posted 2 Years Ago

Great Poem!! I love Sir David Attenborough too!! I love all his documentaries. This is a great poem inspired by worms. You really could feel the love and the willingness of it. Great job

Posted 2 Years Ago

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Added on December 20, 2015
Last Updated on December 20, 2015
Tags: Science, worms, silk, nature, beautiful