Frederic Parker Poet Sonnet

Life's Tapestry

Today is woven with yesterday's thread
spun by restless fingers on life's worn loom
this tapestry will lay on your deathbed
woven from the knowledge learned you'll consume
to be hung framed on your life's traveled hall
of what was to the weaver to remind
tomorrow's thread has not been spun at all
as the new day's threads finally unwind
you'll weave in all the things your life has sought
woven from memories cut and knotted
a lasting reminder of what's been taught
and record the purpose time allotted
to knit this tapestry without design
unravels majesty and leaves but twine

1/30/22

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Christuraj Alex February 1, 2022 at 8:15 PM "Woven from memories cut and knotted" - Beautifully written. Congratulations!

Lady Labyrinth January 30, 2022 at 2:37 PM This is very beautiful and most profound Monsieur Parker. We weave our stories and we hang them on our wall/s, but the unravelling reveals the greatest mystery of all, the one we all travel to in our hearts, blackened by exposure to our worlds and lit by stories real and those which are our dreams, to eventually open the biggest pandora's box of all, what was our purpose in the telling of our stories, but not to find our true home, beyond the walls. Off to read some more...of yours.

Bill Baker January 30, 2022 at 11:32 AM Love the analogy to weaving, Frederick. Well written in sonnet form. Have a great day! Bill