Spider and Scarecrow

I didn't have extra time today, but I still wrote a poem to go with a quirky watercolor I did a couple of days ago. Sometimes having no time to write is the best time.

Spider and Scarecrow


There was an old scarecrow

all lady-like staid

who had a friend spider

all hairy and grayed

They both spun at midnight

though not the same way

the spider spun silk while 

the scarecrow girl swayed

The moonlight fed both

in the field every night

except on the new moon

when dark wasn't light

but still they enjoyed 

the evenings well spun 

as each of them shared

their own kinds of fun

The spider learned waltzing

despite four left feet

and scarecrow learned weaving

of shawls and silk sheets

While autumn kept creeping

but neither one saw

And then one day - whoosh!

wind made piles of them all!

Ho-hum, autumn's done

Time for snowflake fiestas

and the season of scarecrow

and spider siestas!

by Donna JT Smith, 10-16-2020


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