In summer, walking Worcester Bridge,
we see a sight that makes us twitch.
Others stop and peer and stare
at spiders
dancing.

We don’t dare avert our eyes
as they spin webs to catch small flies,
but we watch and wonder,
peer and ponder
at the thousands,
or at least hundreds
of arachnids,
what a show!

Our amazement grows
at the human to spider ratio,
they cluster, muster round the lamps,
they’re busy making spider camps
on lights and pillars of the bridge
lined by trapped moth, gnat and midge. 

And big fat spiders.

Polly Stretton © 2020

Revised for napowrimo #28