In between the

Silken webs

I live in words to

Die again

When stanzas end

When rhymes don’t fit

You put down the pen

And start again

You start again

You begin to write

When the syllables

R

U

 N



   up

Put a fight

It’s flight or fawn

But never freeze

Take yourself a second

A break so you can breathe

But if you stop

Your heart can’t beat

Because without love

There is not heat

And without heat

You cannot move

And your poetry

Your silken web

Will never capture you