Of sylvan spiders' silken web,
weaved away among the trees,
the creatures craft no stranger sight
than blank and shimm'ring tapestries,
which when together tell a tale,
stretched across their webbed halls,
of times here, gone, and yet to come
from which away no mortal falls.
For when one finds his whitewashed way,
in time entombed, he shall be,
and warmly wrapped within this thread,
forgets fore'er eternity.
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I changed two words today:
In line 6 "spread" became "stretched." I did this because "spread" is an ugly word. I advise avoiding its use at all costs; it makes me ill. How it got there, I do not know.
In line 9 "once" became "when." I noticed that the words "for once" have a specific meaning when together that is entirely different than the one intended. "When" retains both the meter and the alliteration.
That is all. I tried to make a new post today, but I failed. Perhaps I shall have a worthy idea later.
Yeah I had a nasty case of poster's block a few weeks ago. It will pass.
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