Open Poetry #12 |
The Blanket ........................................... [repost #2] |
Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
The Blanket Take here now this thread of fine wool far across from the land of Ire, then take a strand from cotton’s boll spun well for strength’s desire. Add to it the touch of silk so fine spun well from nature’s own weave then take all ancestors memories from mind and thread a story of passion, to believe that this blanket of woven threads from all across those great lands could hold stories of reverence, led by open hearts, and open hands. Keep weaving the threads of silk and wool and make sure the cotton is there so that during times when nights turn cool you may wrap up in memory's care. Then don’t forget to add poetry’s wine to the stories that wrap your arms; poetry ‘tis a lover’s song so fine and will clasp you with melody’s charm. Take not this blanket and store it away from daylight nor lonely night’s gloom but keep it out for all to see; why, weave one for every room. For my rooms are many, and I’ve many more and blankets like this are at their core; I’ll shall wrap you thus, and many others in these stories of your sisters and brothers. I love you, my child. Signed, God. In memory of my father, 1923-1988 2 September, 1999 Karilea If I whisper, will you listen?... I would rather be silent and write, than speak loudly and be bound. KRJ |
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Kerri S Member
since 1999-06-08
Posts 61Rhode Island |
A lovely poem this is with so much emotion from the heart this was written. Your father would be very proud. Love Kerri |
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Wilfred Yeats Member Elite
since 2000-08-04
Posts 2704Wilmington, Delaware |
seldom do I read human transcriptions of the presumed thoughts of God that I can/could say I thought were fair - trhis one passes the test easily ~S~ |
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