Spider-Witch...

By elfin fingers deftly strung,
Along each gleaming silver thread
The hairy spider-witch has fled
And crouches in a huddled heap
Beneath a lantern, half asleep.

With thanks for the inspiration from an Enid Blyton cobweb poem. I have mis-quoted it slightly of course, all in the spirit of Halloween,  and our MM challenge today.

Many thanks to V1k1 and Andrew NZ for your generous hosting throughout October.