I Whisper - She Is The Web...

...I whisper  -  She Is The Web... (The lines, "I whisper. She is the web." is to be whispered when read; the rest is read aloud.) CALL ME!!! Don’t change it. *** I whisper. She is the web. *** This is the one. With all the colors in the web. The web. *** I whisper. She is the web. *** You are weaved in the web. I am weaved in your web. Colors are laced. Bodies defaced. *** I whisper. She is the web. *** Her past has been traced. Goddess wrath you will face. This is the one. She’s where colors deepen; The web. *** I whisper. She is the web. *** S.S.Snapp ~ 11/14/00 ~ Author's Note: @thena $napp ~ My sister e-mailed me one of her Graphic drawings, and after looking at it for awhile in Awe; this is what I wrote back to her which started as an e-mail but ended up as a poem. She sent me a picture of a woman wrapped in her own webs which were filled with life & death; colors were spinning & spiraling in the background... she is a Genius... she entrances me with her visions... I do not expect you to understand the meaning nor the style of this poem, but I thought I might give an explanation. Thanks for stopping by...I hope you enjoyed the ramblings of my mind... Written November 14th, 2000 © on Nov 28 2001 02:51 AM PST   0 • 8