Francois Bergh

where lost words come to rest in pieces…

Threads

Faded filaments we are
Attached to souls apart -
Glinting-dripping dewy tears
A web surrounds our hearts…

Gossamer melancholy
Attached to all eternity -
Binding-weaving through our seams
And keeping us entwined…

Dancing on these memories
We’re balancing the art -
Waking daily to be found
In threaded dreams we’re bound…

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11 Comments»

  ~Lady Day wrote @

Lovely…I meet another spider, not unlike myself:)

  Laura Hegfield wrote @

beautifully woven words:-)

  claudia wrote @

nice..love the mood and flow in this…the tenderly being woven together…

  bmiller007 (@bmiller007) wrote @

this is very tenderly written like adance itself…beautifully rendered…

  bajanpoet wrote @

The fragility of life and relationships is so beautifully written into this poem… wow.

  poemblaze wrote @

Well done. A delicate mood throughout.

  hobgoblin2011 wrote @

excellent imagery here. I love the descriptions here and the choices for the adjectives you used in this piece. Beautifully painted for certain. Thanks

  hypercryptical wrote @

Excellent!

Compliments indeed (from another spider).

Anna :o ]

  asoulwalker wrote @

This is fantastic.

  melodylowes wrote @

Enchanting!

  Brian Carlin wrote @

The strength/fragility of the threads that bind, and the tenuousness… A reminder of …what separates, also binds us


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