Sew Together Poems - Poems about Sew Together

... 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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...The boy from yesterday comes here and there not sure where he is going or where his path leads to... I look at the pictures from old times where his eyes where so different he never liked wha......

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...This is an age of blood; an interesting era, corn and potatoes rot in the fields or are sold into slavery. Money walks inside a Viking helmet, Mars is rising red with anger. This a time for p......

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...light switch in the dark fright switch whirr of wings unallocated swift hither pulse race over ice bat on the ceiling fridge top skitter of featherless wings timid fear in the air no......

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...Third Row, Second Seat The empty chair at church has a name. It changes from time to time, but remains somewhat if not always, the same. My friend "May" and I... we talked about the los......

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...I see autumn clearing dead yellow leaves And I hear the voice of a soft new breeze Sweetly singing its new fresh tunes Elating all those sad dry blues These are the days for our love sake Need......

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...Africa bereft for long of needles and threads to sew together costumes to keep cool, warm, safe in winter of their own life and bind brotherhood thing looked at 19th century fly observed 20t......

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...Voices in Silence You are the choice when I'm alone, I’m the voice you hear on your own, for no one else but us can hear, That which to us is crystal clear. Special the momen......

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...What Should Be Punishment Surmise what we should do is analyze What turned out to be a big surprise And one more thing I want to mention Saw a clown at a political convention. In many countr......

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...Bring me a needle, Bring me some thread. I'll stitch you a poem That's never been read. Each letter and word, Ar......

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...Mother and Father as I release this bind, I walk into individuation and free myself of time. I am female and male wrapped into one. I sew together duality and return to the sun. My light ......

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