Black Widow

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    Black Widow
    dusk’s sinewy patch
    slinks a black cat arching red,
    mating season’s growl:
    creaming web peeks out,
    brandishing its bright honey
    salving his delights,
    midnight at high noon
    minding blackening gardens
    slaver her raised kiss
    ©2009 j.a.o.a.

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    Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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