Poems of an Arthropodic Nature

Poems of an Arthropodic Nature

A pair of (very) short poems inspired by the world of arthropods. Perhaps more poesy than poetry. The whimsy quotient is high.

By Ann Simpson-Stamos

Weft, Be Gone

Ann Simpson-Stamos

Golden spider, you are in my hair.

You are mistaken; I am not your lair.

There will be no web for you to weave,

It can never be once I make you leave.

“Weft, Be Gone” ©2026.  Ann Simpson-Stamos and The Renaissance Garden Guy

Mortal Portal

Ann Simpson-Stamos

Little fly! Little fly! Little fly in my house

Flee towards the window’s light

Soon you will be free and your soul released

And your husk will find the kinship it seeks

In my window’s light.

“Mortal Portal” ©2026.  Ann Simpson-Stamos and The Renaissance Garden Guy

Ann Simpson-Stamos is a mycologist, writer, and regular contributor to (and co-publisher of) The Renaissance Garden Guy. She resides in Bridge Lake, British Columbia, where she writes and remains in constant pursuit of her mysterious and beautifully surreal quarry. She is married to her RGG co-publisher, John G. Stamos. Click here to follow Ann Simpson-Stamos on X (Twitter), and find her on Bluesky at Ann in Bridge Lake at Bluesky

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6 thoughts on “Poems of an Arthropodic Nature”

  1. Lovely poetry. It doesn’t surprise me that you are a Renaissance Woman. You and John are a great match.

  2. Kevin Richardson

    I enjoyed your poems! You were able to express the feelings we have all experienced when we encounter the little spider and the fly. Putting those moments into words is tough to do, but you do it beautifully. I still do not like spiders!

  3. 💚
    I don’t mind spiders. In fact, there are many I like… just not them on me. No thank you. I despise flies because they are so pesky and, well, filthy. I wish they would just keep their business outside!

    1. Thanks so much for reading the poems, Lane. I love spiders, but I can only muster a minimal like for flies. The enemy of my enemy is my friend aptly applies in this scenario.

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