I rummage through clutter filled hallways,
cutting myself on sharp edges.
Voices echo...
I shiver in remembrance.
Tangled up in cobwebs,
I look for the spider.
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Comments: 22
It is the best I have read today.
Dark patches amidst past dreams and stories, untold.
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Thank you, Poddar...for the kind words.
Very good one, dear Cheryl! :-)
Blessings and best wishes - S.
HUGS, Svetlana.
A very great few words. Bravo.
Kushal, I fear more than dreams and stories. There have been stings here. Physical stings. Cheryl, though I fear spiders; come take my hand I'll walk with you.
Thank you, Robert.
Terrific, Cheryl. Instantaneous images flew through my mind.
Sometimes less is truly more.
looking and hoping, I assume for something nice
I like your snippets. They say so much in just a few words. Bad Memories from the past . and a unknowing future. You have a great day.
Great snippet. Hope you didn't find the spider.
I like the ambiguity of whether you are looking for the spider originally (and what that entails) or having become entangled in dangerous memories or associations, you anticipate it.
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Excellent. Creepy like a spider!
Very good job
You put so much in so few words! great write...
I'm very tangled up in your lovely prose my friend!
Thanks for posting to my group, Anythingwriting
thanks for sharing...
Very good!
Spooky and cool. I detest spiders, but I think this poem is about a haunting memory. Thank you for posting to our group.
Fantastic imagery. I see the present and your remembrance of past fears. The last line is great.
Oh, this is great! I love the many meanings, multiple levels .... ohhhhhhhhh