Hercules The Spider Poem by Annette Aitken
Hercules The Spider
Hercules the Spider
The spider that lives in my wing mirror
I've named him Hercules
for all his strength he has to use
to cling on tightly as I move
down the motorway as I zoom.
I stop off sometimes to go to the shops
gives him the time to re-secure his spot
with lovely intricate design
all his web is back in line
Ready for the returning trip
sits again with his tightest grip
until we're safely home again
where Hercules can relax once more.
Explores his web, makes sure it's in tact
before another motorway dash.
this gave me a chuckle: to cling on tightly as I move down the motorway as I zoom. oh my, AA,2 misspellings/transpositions-of-letters today. only 2! ! and a FANTASTIC poem! ! ! ! to................MyPoemList ASAP i especially loved the 2nd & 3rd stanzas. the poem is 'just' lovely and cute. you could find Herc an Arachne to snuggle up to! bri :)
With the muse of the spider. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Yes, I have one too. Always on the driver's side, maybe it's because that side's nearest the hedge. Love spiders and I love this bright poem too. Great work, Annette.
Wonderful poem, it's amazing how spiders love these modern adjustable wing mirrors we have one in each mirror and one behind the rear number plate.
nice write, Hercules is a cross between a petrol head and a gypsy spider, lovers of speed and travel :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Touching tribute to your travelling companion....they are extraordinary little creatures. Nicely written!