Jean Murray Poet Verse

Practised Passion

I started off in primary school.
Big needles and bits of wool.
Clickedy clack, I learned fast.
Woolly socks made to last.

Long nights as a trainee nurse,
spent knitting, gave me a thirst
for colour and unusual design.
Jumpers for that boyfriend of mine.

Soon I was really hooked.
Intricate patterns from a book.
Picture postcard scenes in wool.
Lesser knitters would look and drool.

Aunty Jean was at it again.
Thomas the Tank for little friends.
Bob the Builder and Fireman Sam.
Girly things for my little madams.

Autumn always turns me on
to knitting those colours that come along.
Rustic reds and with gorgeous greens.
I'm once again a knitting machine.

It is a passion, there is no doubt.
I can't wait to see how they turn out.
How nice to have a passion I can wear.
After long winter nights in my rocking chair.

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Kai Michael Neumann November 27, 2016 at 10:45 AM That rocks. I can hear the clickatyclack and see you smiling. Great and congratulations, Kai Jean Murray November 27, 2016 at 4:50 PM Hi Kai. Seeing your handsome mug also makes me smile...

Space Cadet November 27, 2016 at 8:19 AM Beautiful illustration and expression that perfectly articulates true passion. I still have my great grandmother's quilts -- her artistry has been passed on to remember for 100 plus years after we are all gone. To articulate your love, your art, in a poem defines and incorporates the true essence of your masterpieces. Great work, Jean. Congratulations on the contest placement. -- Wesley C. Jean Murray November 27, 2016 at 4:45 PM So nice to hear of other's appreciation for such personal pieces Wesley. When friends ask me to knit for them, I tell them I don't love them enough. Truly, money could not pay me.

Jan Allison November 23, 2016 at 2:01 AM I really should learn to knit Jean - seeing your wonderful jumpers in the pics has inspired me - mum used to have a carer who would always knit when she was with mum and after dad died she unpicked one of his jumpers and made mum a blanket which she can use - the jumper was massive on her tiny frame so it is a lovely way of her being close to dad. :-) congrats on your win:-) hugs jan xx Jean Murray November 27, 2016 at 4:41 PM The cost of what?? I am beyond hope Jan. Jean Murray November 23, 2016 at 4:24 AM I have unravelled in the past (in more ways than one) as well Jan. With the cost of woll these days, I may have to recycle a few more (tighter) garments.

Nette Onclaud November 22, 2016 at 1:16 PM yesss, a winning piece that takes a high place on the list, hean.. my big congrats!..huggs Jean Murray November 22, 2016 at 2:05 PM Thank you Nette.

Sandra Haight November 21, 2016 at 7:54 PM Such creative talent and passion you show in your art of knitting, Jean. Lovely photos and it was so nice to read about your passion! Congratulations on your podium win in the contest. Hugs, Sandra Jean Murray November 22, 2016 at 3:23 AM Thank you Sandra. Two podium placings in one week! I must be doing something right. Jean Murray November 22, 2016 at 3:22 AM Thank you Sandra. Two podium placings in one week! I must be doing something right.

Andrew Battaglino November 21, 2016 at 5:56 PM I loved your poem and the photos. My grandmother used knit me sweaters. It sure is a nice hobby. Jean Murray November 21, 2016 at 6:00 PM I am looking forward to being a grandmother someday Andrew. I have three daughters 26,23 and 20. Still, I tell them I am in no rush.

Charlie Smith November 21, 2016 at 2:09 PM So snugly on a cold winters night, congratulations Jean... Jean Murray November 21, 2016 at 2:21 PM I'm certainly snug in my wee stone cottage tonight Charlie, stove lit, music on and guess what...I'm knitting.

Darren White November 21, 2016 at 12:25 PM Congratulations on your placement. This was such a lovely poem for a wonderful contest :) Jean Murray November 21, 2016 at 12:51 PM Darren, your poem was just amazing. I'm proud to stand one step below you.

Viv Wigley November 9, 2016 at 11:55 PM Judging by your pictures, a fine Knitress you are, Jean. No mention of swearing in your poem, so you obviously are expert. You want to hear my good lady when she has to unpick thirty feet of blanket :(. Love your poem, Viv x Jean Murray November 10, 2016 at 3:16 AM I often have to remind my siblings how f*****g brilliant I am VIv. Otherwise, I never swear.....anymore...

Probir Gupta November 9, 2016 at 5:43 AM A great joy to read on and visualize ... wonderful ... Jean Murray November 9, 2016 at 6:46 AM Thank you Probir for such appreciation. Your parcel's in the post....

Daniel Turner November 8, 2016 at 6:56 PM A beauty Jean. This poem is entertaining and the flow is great! I found myself smiling at the end:) Jean Murray November 9, 2016 at 3:30 AM Morning Daniel. Adding photos of Edna and I just made me smile too. Using leftover wool to turn her into a mimi me.

Jan Allison November 8, 2016 at 5:34 PM I have never been able to knit Jean - I;ve seen the wonderful jumpers you made for the family it must be such a thrill to see someone wearing something that you've made. I did crochet a small blanket and it sits on mums bed in the carehome:-) hugs Jan xx Jean Murray November 8, 2016 at 6:53 PM See? The emotion you invested in that little blanket means so much to you,and your mum, it goes far beyond just the wool that made it.. A bit like how our poems are pieces of as well Jan.