Sandra Adams Poet Free verse

Holding More Than Pots

antiquated it sits
collecting dust amidst memories
threadbare piece of cloth
unraveling with time

I cleek it from the drawer
press it against my heart
then stare blankly at its threads
unraveling the years

I can almost see you
adept hands carefully knitting
each little thread in place
then carefully tying the knot

I grimace in pain
the writhe of my stomach
twisting about as I trace each thread
the same as the tears sketch my face

to hold you once more
in more than confine's of mind
seems as impossible
as tossing this tattered cloth
that brings me solace
through the threads of time

May 13, 2020

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Jennifer Proxenos May 27, 2020 at 1:09 AM You will never forget this person ( presume it was you mother) Sandy 'I can almost see you the writhe of my stomach twisting as i trace each thread the same as the tears sketch my face' Memories of her will always abound however painful they are, they also bring joy. Many congrat on your 1st win. Blessings, Love and hugs, Jennifer.

Elaine George May 20, 2020 at 6:43 AM Absolutely top notch! Many congrats on this magnificent #1, dear Sandara. ~ Elaine

David Mohn May 19, 2020 at 10:54 PM elegantly weaved Sandra...great writing

Subimal Sinha-Roy May 18, 2020 at 11:31 PM Congratulations on your first place win with this beautiful poem.

Subimal Sinha-Roy May 18, 2020 at 11:29 PM Congratulations on your first place win with this beautiful poem.

Aditi Mishra May 18, 2020 at 10:16 PM This is such a loving read that brings back memories. Congratulations on your win Sandra :)

Connie Marcum Wong May 18, 2020 at 9:00 PM A beautifully composed bittersweet longing, missing one whose love will never fade as the years pass Sandra. Congratulations on your awesome Trophy win! Blessings xxoo

John Gondolf May 18, 2020 at 6:40 PM Back with congrats on your win, Sandy, I enjoyed reading this wonderful verse again. Stay safe my friend. Hugs, John

Paula Goldsmith May 18, 2020 at 5:14 PM Congratulations on your win. Oh Yes, the memories from old potholders. I still have a couple of them. Enjoy your win and day.............

Gershon Wolf May 14, 2020 at 9:27 PM Poignantly stitched with the tears of time and memory. Elegant piece! :) gw

John Gondolf May 14, 2020 at 11:54 AM Such touching memories of your grandmother, Sandy, I can feel the emotions in each line. Beautiful poetry my friend. Hugs, John

Regina Mcintosh May 14, 2020 at 7:09 AM Such a beautiful piece of poetry here, sweet lady. God bless you always - with much Love ~ Gina

John Hamilton May 13, 2020 at 4:06 PM Another impressive write Sandy, nice to see you posting, hope you are well, coping as best as one can these days!

Tom Cunningham May 13, 2020 at 8:25 AM Strange how a song or an object can open that treasure trove of happy memories. Those cherished memories stay with you forever. Hope you're well Tom Sandra Adams May 13, 2020 at 12:00 PM Thank you so much Tom...I am well just trying to free my mind from the world's darkness and let my muse break free from the shadows that cover it … hope you are well... hugs :)

Vijay Pandit May 13, 2020 at 7:29 AM I feel the emotional connection you have with the tattered cloth, as you say, my friend. Certainly a brilliant write evoking cherished memories. Who won't be able to relate to such mementos we treasure in our hearts. All the attributes of a winning write, Sandy. Sandra Adams May 13, 2020 at 12:01 PM Thank you so much Vijay...I am glad the message came through with the emotions... you know me and my poetry, they try to take you there...hope you are well... hugs