Spider silks glistening
draw us in we touch it
fighting snared regrets
bleed us dry poison us
spinning us round tightly
trapped in our own mind
© Cynthia Ryder 2008
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About Me
- Cynthia Ryder
- I create bold, beautiful and powerful one of a kind art jewellery using many stones from the Bay of Fundy and surrounding region that I cut. I live in a lovely rural area of New Brunswick, Canada. Besides jewelry and rocks, my other interests include motorcycles, gardening, reading, poetry, painting and getting my cat "stoned" on fresh or frozen (depending on the season) catnip.
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Many years ago I saw a spider's web hanging just outside my bay window that overlooked the gardens. It was fall. I had a red maple. In that web, on the last strand of "spider's silk" :>) there was a remnant of a red leaf. It was exactly heart-shaped. I showed it to everybody who came by.
Yes! Your words are poetic. I must find the poem I wrote about that ... and send it to you. It is somewhere. http://shandarrah.com/Voices%20Within/
Love Barbara
Hi Barbara,
I am glad that you found me.
I have been following your work too over at your blog for awhile now.
Enjoy your time at the lake. Being with water is so cleansing for the spirit too.
Love Cynthia
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