Spider Web

It was one of those

Evenings that ended

In a spider web of pathways,

Maili left early,

Shawn was working on music

For Sweet Island Child,

Dan playing blues on his banjo,

Surprising us with his wonderful voice,

Matt trying to hide his nervousness

About his wedding next week,

Poets, writers, musicians,

Spiders could not have spun it better,

It reminded me of an old story

About a muse and a poet

And of course we all

Know where those stories go,

Off into the blackness of night

In a never ending spider web

Of directions.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “To A Muse” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

8:42 PM January 29, 2013

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