Jayne Eggins Poet Free verse

Silk

A veil of sadness
 was pierced,
 the fabric of sorrow
 ripped.

In moments
 a rippling silence
 eschewed.

I was liberated
 from a shroud
 that bound my grief,
 I am now a silken thread
 fixed to spin,

in silent whorls.

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Paul Callus May 2, 2014 at 5:41 PM Expressive imagery Jayne. Time to move on, now that freedom has arrived. // paul

Andrea Dietrich February 11, 2014 at 11:05 PM WOW, what imagery!! Jayne Eggins February 15, 2014 at 6:13 AM Thanks Andrea I love it when I get Wow's lol big smile hugs xxx

Tim Smith February 11, 2014 at 1:47 PM This a very telling piece. It speaks on so many levels. Go spin....Hugs Tim Jayne Eggins February 15, 2014 at 6:14 AM Spinning madly :) thanks Tim hugs x

Robert Pettit February 11, 2014 at 11:20 AM Those fibers from the cocoons of a certain kind of caterpillar are prized all over the world. Nice fanciful write. Jayne Eggins February 15, 2014 at 6:15 AM Ahh silk it is very much a comfort many cant afford, I often write fancifully glad you enjoyed this one :) hugs Jayne x

Sara Kendrick February 11, 2014 at 10:46 AM Very emotive and expressive work..Sara Jayne Eggins February 15, 2014 at 6:15 AM Thank you Sara your thoughts are always appreciated love Jayne xxx