Black Widow

watch out for that kiss...lol.. your poem was written very well. so pretty it almost made me forget..but then you slammed it in the end... loved it... Richard

Bitten to the quick.This was absolutely clever and intriguing from the title.Love the dark sensual death.Well done,my friend.Brava! Lacy, P.S. I think this is one of my favorites! Where power corrupts,poetry cleanses.

Spiders eyes never close. I know, I know, it's a minor point but that's the way my mind works. I enjoyed the rhythm and pacing of the piece and even though I was not surprised at any of the circumstances, they were presented very well and it was a joy to read. --Jonathan Annoying the world, one person at a time (Group discounts available)

Lovely cat Jon is correct but anything goes in poetry you wove the web then drove the dagger deliciously this poem suits my mood very nicely Chrys

Great thought encorporated into this one, nicely written OUCH!![That Bitch!]

Another one I had yet to read , I loved these lines Cat,there is a passion and thrill of danger all at once , I adore this one my friend excellent write, I havent tackled a critter poem yet , will think of one one day …Remembering… his words from the zenith of their expending passion… “I would die for your love” moans he …Sharply… her dagger enters through his back it’s dainty tip gently piercing his heart lips caressing his with her parting lover’s locution “Yes my love, and so you shall…” You are the undisputed Queen of Dark Passion ... no doubt about it ... Much love and hugz Jayne x x btw you got mail ... the e type mail lol big hugz of love "We did not change as we grew older; we just became more clearly ourselves. Lynn Hall" ...

I am one of your biggest fans ... and its a pleasure to read all your oldies , this way its like having them served up in courses I have yet to read one of yours that I didnt get or didnt like ... that says it all ... your a true poet and I am honoured your my friend thats the best bit ... big hug and love Jayne x x "We did not change as we grew older; we just became more clearly ourselves. Lynn Hall" ...