Poetry Corner: Looking Through a Web
A new perspective
by Joanne Troppello
Sitting in a red lounge chair, I peer through cedar deck slats.
My sister spotted the deer and we sit quietly, watching.
The unsuspecting doe nibbles on fallen leaves, satisfying her hunger.
I step quietly across the deck, but loose-fitting boards creak.
Hoping not to frighten the doe, I slowly step off the creaky boards.
Crouching low, I am face to face with a spiderweb.
I see the deer through the web as she gets her fill of leaves and grass.
The doe is sectioned off by the crisscrossing web in my view.
She enters the forest with graceful steps and slowly moves out of sight.
Yet, the white web keeps me mesmerized in place.
Tiny flies, gnats, and bugs once ugly and pesky to me,
are stuck in the pure, silken beauty of the web.
© Joanne Troppello
About the Poet
Joanne Troppello is an author, writer, and poet. She is the publisher of the online Christian lifestyle magazine, Mustard Seed Sentinel.