Open Poetry #48 |
The Joy of Crochet |
EmmaRose Senior Member
since 2011-03-02
Posts 1376Midwest |
It's like opening a box of your first 64 crayolas bold bright and beckoning the yarn is the pied piper calling out to me seeking my hands and my heart, begging me to give it voice, to give it joy, to give it life and I, the recipient, the crafter, humbled by its potency and power...........I create.............. |
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paderewski Member
since 2011-02-04
Posts 287Louisiana, USA |
Yes, it is wonderful to take something and work with it with your hands until it becomes your creation and yours alone, no matter even if you give it to someone. It is yours because you had the taken to create it. ~*~ My fake plants died because I did not pretend to water them. ~*~ |
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
winderful, emma, o love the images of color crayons and the hapiness of description, lovely yann |
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KentAshbyKorb Member
since 2013-05-05
Posts 99Nc USA |
A poets crayon I think you use! Cheers to an excellent write!!! |
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