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Suntrap (poem)

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A bumble bee got caught in a spider’s web 
on a bush near the edge of the tide’s ebb

It’s home-­trap nested in that vine
the arachnid calmly bided its time

I watched asking if cruelty is inevitable
the trapper’s patience was incredible

The bee struggled in its bonds
the wind waved the shrub’s fronds

I then did imagine my own demise
some predator’s pleasant surprise

but the bee finally untangled and got free
a glow of optimism as I walked on by the sea

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Written by Luke Dunn

November 13, 2017 at 8:00 am

Posted in Poems

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