In Multi-Colored Hue
I’ve gathered up my cottons and collected my threads.
Needles and scissors, the tools of my trade,
as I set to weaving up some fabric
and stitching it
in little squares
bringing together something bigger,
something better. For fate, it seems is in my hands
and I can make it into something spectacularly grand!
Submitted: December 20, 2020
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Very nice peaceful poem to read.
Sun, December 20th, 2020 8:16pmGreat poem and great imagery, perfect form.
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Mike S.
A fine poem, Hull
Sun, December 20th, 2020 7:55pmAuthor
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Thanks, Mike.
Tue, December 22nd, 2020 10:32am