Eight Legs – a poem

Posted on April 23, 2019 by

golden-orb-spider-281142_1920 (2)Eight Legs

By Teresa Smeigh February 2016

Eight spider legs hanging there,

Hidden out of sight, its dark.

Now its in my hair.

About Tessa

My name is Tessa Dean and I am an author and blogger. My writing styles vary and I love writing using prompts. I am also writing my first book, a Memoir entitled "Government Property - A Memoir of a Military Wife".  This is being published on the blog rather than the traditional way. I am putting up chapters as I go along. I keep my blog filled with useful content, stories, and poems. Plenty to keep you busy. I have also been interviewed by blogs and had other posts published on many different blogs. I also wrote a series of articles on Bipolar Disorder for IBPF (International Bipolar Foundation). I am in my 60’s and disabled which allows me plenty of time to write to my heart’s content. I live in southern New Jersey and have 3 children and 5 grandchildren. My oldest grandchild is a Sargent in the United States Marine Corps.
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14 Responses to Eight Legs – a poem

  2. randomthoughtsunderabluemoon says:
    February 23, 2016 at 4:12 PM

    Yup, been there done that….don’t wanna do it again.
    🙂

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  3. Archie says:
    February 23, 2016 at 8:01 PM

    OMG! That’s scary!!! 🙂
    Well done Tessa 🙂

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  4. SueM says:
    February 23, 2016 at 8:28 PM

    LOL I can’t tell you how many times I used to get spiders in my hair and webs on my face during horseback rides through the woods. It was so irritating! 😬😁

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  5. Bekkie says:
    February 23, 2016 at 9:04 PM

    Oh oh! Look out!

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  8. Lori Carlson says:
    February 28, 2016 at 1:59 AM

    Yipes! I love these delicate creatures, but even in my hair would freak me out! well-penned, Tessa 🙂

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  9. jazzytower says:
    February 28, 2016 at 10:45 AM

    …and that is such a weird feeling isn’t it. 🙂

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