Darning Poems - Poems about Darning

...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...

...Darn, fleeting her soul life, sitting away. Rests snug against the wall twixt cabinet. 6 pots on the window sill, stalks daylight cross. The horizon two windows still six pots. Vie......Read the rest...

...If I were your love, I could be your best friend, Defender and comfort zone. I could always stand for you As so crazy for your beauty and shapes , So impressed by your faith of Christ Jesu......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...

...1. Shapeless Pain How I wish the mirror were a cinema screen, Portraying that which makes up dreams and imagination. How I wish it had filters to colour my skin, For now I stare at what is far ......Read the rest...

...From what celestial palette The iridescent cobalt blue That paints thy gauzy wings? Thou little insect hovering Above my garden pool, So nearly motionless But for whirring wings. Dost thou wa......Read the rest...

...A girl sat sewing beside a clock Busy darning a holey sock The needle pierced her fingers and thumb And sewed them together one by one The poor girl suffered so much pain She never sewed anythin......Read the rest...

...Tasked to continue smooth function of cult compound Sixteen svelte helpers of mindless vibrant physiche Hurl their determination found in daily frequency Milking cows, picking fruit, darning gow......Read the rest...

...I flow in corners of my not so expensive mind Coming apart at the seams ragged edges laughing at my consternation My muse stuffs me into an envelope It is not scented, strangely enough I wish i......Read the rest...

...Sonnets LII-LX The Endeavors of Lips by Michael R. Burch How sweet the endeavors of lips: to speak of the heights of those pleasures which left us weak in love’s strangely lit beds, where th......Read the rest...

...I used to watch my mother At night darning socks and things And doing those chores she did By the light of our black and white Those days turned over slowly With such domestic things And no......Read the rest...

...Patches on the quilt of life, letters sew not rend Memory darning time to time, future warmth depends Words left tattered, words that bind, ragged breath portends To stitch it once and h......Read the rest...

..."Those were better times. Good times! Being round my grands… It reminds me of my grandparents; Grandma, baba, ouma, bomma grandmother; Love to read poems sing them ole time songs; So much love......Read the rest...

...Beckoning by Michael R. Burch Yesterday the wind whispered my name while the blazing locks of her rampant mane lay heavy on mine. And yesterday I saw the way the wind caressed tall pines ......Read the rest...