There is a story to what is coming next. This morning I watched spiders having flies for breakfast while I was shooting droplets on leaves and spider’s nets. That gave me the idea to write this.
Generous droplets rest on nets, disguised as pearls
Is nature imitating human’s life?
Framing attractive water nets, dew-playing planets in the Milky Way
Twisting, embracing the prey, as an unfaithful lover giving it away – the spider’s gift.
I joined Writing 201: Poetry.
Today’s assignment is a poem about a gift (or gifts). Using a special form — the acrostic; and the device is the simile.