What's up with all the damn spiders? They KNOW when I'm sitting here alone! They have special spider squad meetings about my house! I just looked up and there's one directly over my damn head! Argh...so I wrote a poem about him.
Spider, spider, on the ceiling. Don't you know how I am feeling? You scared the life right out of me. I'm NOT Miss Muffet can't you see? Please do not dangle down. Please don't perch upon my crown. Just stay up there, but move a bit. So you're not above where I do sit. If you ignore my issued plea. And decide to sit upon my knee. I will have no choice but to leave the room. To fetch a shoe, or the vacuum. And then you'll be sucked up or dead. I won't have to worry about my head. So, if I were you I'd listen closely. As I beg you, so morosely. Stay the hell away from me. And we'll both be happy, don't you agree?
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andrea marie norwood
11/2/2014 04:11:23 am
I love the poem and I am writing about human spiders!
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Mandy Lou Dowson
11/2/2014 04:18:20 am
That is hilarious! It was serendipitous that you found me then lol. Maybe you can take some inspiration from my terror! :P
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andrea marie norwood
11/2/2014 04:22:51 am
Well, yes and no. See, I am writing a novel and children's book about human spiders. I want the people to see that spiders can be more real and creative and beautiful. Not like their ancestors of decades ago. This is a new generation and so is my spiders. I got the idea to write about spiders in books when I was young and went to the fair in the country. I saw a picture of what I now as the spider queen LOLTH drawn on the side of a fair truck, and at first I was mesmerized by her beauty until I saw the creepy black widoe spider legs. I was curiuos and frightened for years and then I wondered... What would she have said to me if she talked and would she have tried to eat us all? I racked my mind over the years and tried to find ways to change that. I even went to my uncle who was a minsiter and thought the whole thing about the spider was ridicules and evil. I left it alone for a while, but a voice just kept creeping in the back of my mind, it wanted for spider to be born and live through me. I started planning secretly and now today, I can present spider to the world in a decent way.
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