Short Artsilver Poems

From the Past

Disuniting each golden silken strand
from an antique tapestry,
then gently setting them aside
An ole' brush is lifted from a bureau,
consumed by silver strands of pilus.

Thread & hair 
intricately 
interwoven into a 
magnificent object-d-art,
now adorns a chair of 
satin splendor,
like a laciniate leaf from
slivers of antiquities.

Priceless treasures
brought to light as tender
tiny stitches 
collectively fashion
gold and silver of
foregone times.