Quilter Poems - Poems about Quilter

...Listen you who seek the secret of existence your life is a thread in the Beloved's grand design. Each moment a stitch each breath a color divine. Do you see how rain and sun kiss the earth? L......

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... Deborah is a quilter…she starts out with a plan… finds her different colored fabric…then stitches them by hand. I was admiring her handiwork the other day…when it occurred to me How each life ......

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...they are talking about fat quarters again if you don’t know what they are, let me run this by you thimble, needle, Elna, Singer, Brother, White Could they be referring to astronauts? If you thi......

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...A quilt is a poem that’s been crafted With stitches that cleverly mime The words that a poet has drafted In manner and rhythm and rhyme. For in piecing a pattern together, Every section, once ......

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...Let’s go see the quilt maker my aunt suggested. The quilter was an old woman. I did not like oldsters, but I was polite about it. The quilt maker had a lively sense of humor. She and I became f......

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...Laughter had subsided, but the stitches were coming faster and faster. Not so large, honey, oldster said to the young one who was learning. Quilters are particular about their stitch size, in case ......

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...Poetic lines plucked out of the universe of creativity a structure perhaps in place. The poet's mind a receptor like a television receiving radio waves. A message and a form emerges and a p......

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...She’s been making quilts for half a century and he’s been making poems that long as well and every now and then he brings a chocolate shake to her place so they can take a break and talk. H......

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...My favorite quilting shape’s a square; It’s simple, quick to stitch and spare. Such plainness shouldn’t be ignored, For it can form a checkerboard. This pattern’s friendly and it’s neat. To qu......

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...More Gardening by Robert (Bob) Moore © 2015 The heat it just keeps rising, there’s a lot of work to do I’ve had enough of gardening, you could say that I am through but I’......

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...by Robert J (Bob) Moore © 2015 My wife she is a quilter, she quilts by day and night cutting cloth and paper pieces, making sure they’re right she likes to get me involved, “do these colours loo......

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...Listen to the whispering's of the unhushed winds gently echoing, Ever so softly swaying, as through a tender exhaled breath of warmth, Delicately reawakening mother earth from winters hibernating s......

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...Pity the poet who cannot produce, When writer’s block’s mocked as a flimsy excuse. Ache for the author whose well has run dry, Each crumpled page taunting his need to deny. Sigh for the sculpto......

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...In grammar school, my favorite part Was weekly show and tell. It was the one activity At which we’d all excel. We’d bring to class most anything Of which we were quite proud. It was a time to share ......

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...I remember the stories, the pranks and the gags That Grandpa would pull with his rattlesnake eggs As we slowly but surely would open the pack We knew it was now and we couldn't look back When al......

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