with maple leaves & apricot threads
along the pattern drawn in my head-
a mash-up of seasons
pinched in circles
crinkled by moss & moonworts
there's a backstitch
to loop into,
brown as long tail of winter wheat
then scattered red as pomegranate seeds
what hardness i have is softened
what stiffness i have is uplifted
to the steady clacking of the needle plate
though the hemming is sloppy
and the binding a crooked line
i am
resilient as feed dogs,
threading & unseaming each patch
as i go along
my floral-spiked hair is loose bobbin
my feet the bias, popping with color
i ease into an
applique sutured in green
spring words leaping from my lips
sun's breath on my hair
Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Come Sew With Me...Sort of, hosted by Lillian. Join us when the pub doors open at 3pm EST. Thanks for your visits and comments.
I love how you used all the words on yourself... it worked so well... and I think the winter is a good time to mend.
ReplyDeleteGrace, this is stunning! And you win first prize for not only using all the terminology, but stitching them together with such beautiful imagery and creativity!
ReplyDeleteBravo, nice obe
ReplyDeleteMuch♡love
days and weeks threaded one onto another as you walk and bob along. Really lovely.
ReplyDeleteWell Grace ... I read your poem "after" reading Bjorn's ~~ I thought he used more words than anyone possibly could have ~~ UNTIL I read yours. LOL Magnificent work!
ReplyDeleteStitcheriffic response to prompt!
ReplyDeleteGrace, such seamless commune with nature.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written, Grace. I liked your line... i am resilient as feed dogs...
ReplyDeleteHow beautiful - it felt like a meditation with the flow and imagery - Jae
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely bunch of words you've woven into your pattern! I guess you could say I've named my cat after you without meaning to! But she's very pretty. (I like how you used feed dogs)
ReplyDeleteI feel the resiliency and hope in this lovely piece. Especially love the description of "brown as long tail of winter wheat / then scattered red as pomegranate seeds". So beautiful, Grace.
ReplyDeleteI admire the seasonal imagery of nature stitched beautifully into your own experience of life. A lovely post, Grace.
ReplyDeleteThis is a lovely poem, Grace--a beautiful reflection full of evocative imagery.
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