The Spider’s Web, a poem by Enid Blyton


I know I promised you a proper post; a review of The River of Adventure, but I’ve been under the weather all week and spent Saturday in bed instead of at work. So, I’ve decided not to tax my sluggish brain too much (a review from me right now wouldn’t be worth reading), and have typed up a poem instead.

The Spider’s Web

It hangs where daisies mauve and white
Stand dreaming in the morning light,
A spider’s web, a fairy thing
Whose threads to daisy-petals cling,
And quiver in the sunlit air;
And on the cobweb here and there
Round beads of amber dew are hung
By elfin fingers deftly strung
Along each gleaming silver thread.
The hairy spider-witch has fled,
And crouches in a huddled heap,
Beneath a daisy, half asleep.

And for this hour of sun and dew,
The web belongs to me and you!

Taken from The Enid Blyton Book of Poetry 1934

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Spider’s web up a tree on the south side of Loch Rannoch, Perthshire. Taken by me on my super new camera.

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