Day 15--National Poetry Month--Tyburn Poem--Spiders--Free Verse--Connecting

So this is a Tyburn poem. Like a baby, it's difficult to birth but fun to have out in the world. If you'd like to try this challenging form, go here for information about it.

 Spider

Weaving

Biting

Spinning 

Jumping

Thousands of young, weaving, biting, flick

Land on your face, spinning, jumping, sick

 © 2019 by H. Linn Murphy

Until I got Stephanie's new poem form, this one was my place holder:

Beep.

Ba-beep.

Two robots 

Passing, busy

Unaware 

Each in its own sphere

Perform   tasks without   thought

oNo          need to interact,          ooo

ooo                  Or question                   ooo

Or c                   onsider feeli                  ings

Will              they ever find a            way 

Or a reason 

To come

Toge    ther

Bef      ore

Rust    claims

Their      tiny

   Metal        motors?

© 2019 by H. Linn Murphy