Her Web Trembling

Her work, her creation, trembling
shuddering at the onslaught
the bombs bursting
all around, against the glass
shattering against the lines of her artistry
The raindrops like earthquakes
the sheet of her web, flapping
swaying on its tethers
frayed, tattered by the droplets
the wind, the weight
hanging in the middle
arms, legs pulled tight
holding on for dear life
each curtain of rain
trembling her web

July 24, 2009
Suncook, NH