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The Garment

The Garment You came to me, friend, seeking comfort From a blustering wind Clutching in your heart the shreds of a dream Slashed by a storm of harsh words. Threads made up of stolen moments Woven in borrowed afternoons – Patches of evening with moonlight stitches, Scraps of dawn sown to sheer morning blue. Seams split open – ripped and torn – Fabric gaping in ragged shreds; The laughter it bore silenced now Overcome by a gale of tears. Unsure, feeling helpless, searching for tools To reweave the threads torn in despair Words, like stitches, only started to mend The fabric of your unraveling dream. Your tearful eyes mirrored the tattered hopes Knit within the threadbare cloth Now knowing only time’s gentle tailor Refashions the tears left by the wind. You came to me, friend, seeking comfort.

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Kai Michael Neumann

Date: 3/19/2020 6:12:00 AM

Wonderful.

Sam Kauffman
Date: 3/19/2020 12:18:00 PM

Thank you Kai Michael! So glad you enjoyed it. And I think I mentioned before what a gift your contest theme - Clown at the Abyss - was. Thank you for such an inspiring theme.

Sandra Adams

Date: 3/11/2020 8:56:00 PM

great write.... love the metaphor in this,, congrats on your win! hugs

Sam Kauffman
Date: 3/12/2020 10:17:00 PM

Hi Sandra, Always nice to hear from you. You always have such positive feedback. Much appreciated! Thank you!

Edward Ibeh

Date: 3/11/2020 6:22:00 PM

Marvelous piece, Sam:-) Congrats on your top win:-)

Sam Kauffman
Date: 3/12/2020 10:15:00 PM

Thank you so much Edward. I am always blessed by your messages. I appreciate your congratulations. Stay healthy my friend!

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 3/11/2020 5:52:00 PM

very nicely done with the metaphors, Sam. Deep and beautiful.

Sam Kauffman
Date: 3/12/2020 10:13:00 PM

Thank you my friend. A garment just seemed to be the right metaphor - so fun to craft the poem around that metaphor. Stay healthy - have a good weekend.

Tom Cunningham

Date: 3/11/2020 3:04:00 PM

Well composed Sam, a well deserved top win. Over Fork Over. Tom

Sam Kauffman
Date: 3/11/2020 4:35:00 PM

Your kind words are always so appreciated. Thank you for taking time to read The Garment. I wanted to honor - not sure that is the right word - the heartbreak of my friend. The task of crafting a poem around a metaphor brings me as much joy as the final poem. Over Fork Over!

John Watt

Date: 3/11/2020 1:35:00 AM

Sam - the wind, gale, and storm provide the setting for heartbreak revealed. Your metaphor of a rent garment is so effective with all your fabric references (shreds, stitches, scraps, etc.) "Now knowing only time’s gentle tailor / Refashions the tears left by the wind" allows for that glimpse of hope that balances out the sadness. Your bookend first and last lines make a nice touch for this ode to a friend's comfort. Stunning poetry.

Sam Kauffman
Date: 3/11/2020 12:01:00 PM

Thank you, John. I like finding a metaphor then building a poem around it with thematic imagery. This just seemed to fit. I guess it's all part of creating poetry. And finding hope, processing so to speak, is such an important part of our life journey. I very much wanted the poem to end with hope.