Bobbins Poems - Poems about Bobbins

...Most of my precious childhood memories center around my mother. She’s the reason why I’m alive, why I smile, and why I cry. The memory of her, her strength, her compassion, and her integrity flow thr......Read the rest...

...I open the sewing basket, letting my eyes and hands run over the tools she had used—the scissors, the darning egg, the pins and pincushion, and spools of thread. I gaze at the metal spool-shaped bob......Read the rest...

...I opened the sewing basket, letting my eyes and hands run over the tools she had used—the scissors, the darning egg, the pins and pincushion, and spools of thread. I gazed at the metal spool-shaped ......Read the rest...

...“Stroke-a-back stroke-a-back someone’s going to touch you in a moment from now, I’ll draw the snake but I won’t end it.” The old gas ligh......Read the rest...

...Sussanah great grandma times three a pillow puffed up on her knee with daughter Ann in cobbled Cowfair daily shaped their homespun ware such humble women ......Read the rest...

...Sussanah,my great grandma,times three,a pillow puffed up on her knee;with daughter Ann in cobbled Cowfair,daily shaped their homespun ware.In such humble women,cottage-tied,a rare and dextrous ar......Read the rest...

...THE ISLANDS OF IMAGINATION Our trek was in the mind, no ifs or buts : Our trek was amongst the yards of trading estate factories. First factory had piles of metal off-cuts - Pick ‘em......Read the rest...

...The House is full of stuff my husband saves; A pair of bentwood rockers, goose-neck armed. His grandparents sat in these, discordant creaks Punctuating arguments. No one sits there now. There ......Read the rest...

...BLOTTED OUT He loved,but could not say such words,he could not find; He loved,but could not touch such warmth,was just too much; He was proud,but could not praise such sounds he could not raise; He s......Read the rest...

...Sussanah,my great grandma,times three,a pillow puffed up on her knee;with daughter Ann in cobbled Cowfair,daily shaped their homespun ware.In such humble women,cottage-tied,a rare and dextrous ar......Read the rest...

...Brilliant rainbow arced into the sky Big house in center of the village A soft light bathed the large room wedding feast rice strewn about Greeted with loud handclapping Fogged gold-rimmed sp......Read the rest...