Short Yarn Poems
Short Yarn Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Yarn by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Yarn by length and keyword.
I was a miserable case
For treasure there wasn't a trace
It made me quite moody
'Til she showed me her booty
Now there's a smile on my face
More twists in some tales,
peak and trough, allied suspense,
layers of intrigue,
which kept one fixed to the page,
gotcha end plot a bonus.
When words don't help
Knit and purl the agony out
Your hands will learn how
10/6/11
Inspired by Ann Hood's book "The Knitting Circle" (one of the saddest books I have ever read)
Yards of colored fiber,
Yielding to knitter's will.
Yank in front of kitten,
Yes, it will attack it.
Yarn made of wool will scratch,
Yet makes warmer clothing.
Yardage differs with type.
4/24/21
A Pleiades
When asked
The traffic rider
That streetwise acrobat
How
He knew without a prior
When a driver would do that
This performer replied
Spinning
With some pattern recognition
After long
Is spun
Into chaos intuition
Yarn In A Barn
While we were spinning a big ball of yarn,
What before my eyes did appear in a barn
Was weird;
Always feared;
Worn shirt with a tare did have to darn.
You could be like Trump telling stories
while spinning a yarn.
Jim Horn
Like a knitted farm blanket,
September's sun covers us.
Rolled up yarnballs are
haybales stacked and stored.
Click-clacking needles echo
horses' hooves, hurried hush.
Summer unravels like a glitch
in the pattern, only to become
a loop in the autumn purl.
The yarn slips through fingers
gracefully, gratefully,
unformed realities arrive
and meld with each twist.
Minds remember hearts
grandmothers teach grand children
life from the start.
Crochet hooks and yarn
make squares , building blocks
for blankets and pot holder.
Building blocks of life.
the spider was a tricky one
he thought granny’s yarn looked like fun
stole some balls in the middle of the night
thought he would wind them nice and tight
He got caught up in his own petard
was an unhappy sight in the barnyard
you didn’t understand yarn at all right? Asked the cow
He did not then, but he sure does now.
Yield words that tell,
Ask for fine face;
Rich art now dwells,
Now in good grace;
Trust heart to show,
Apt feel and form;
Love shapes a flow,
Etch a clear norm;
Aim just to be,
See cheer that signs;
Truth helps you see,
Opt wise align ;
Reap beauty here,
Yes start with cheer.
Leon Enriquez
28 September 2014
Singapore
O month
you owned the charm
that gave me peace
if you're far from my heart
please forgive me
You quite knew
my ark is unable to sail
to see your presence
before the permission
I see from your lustre
In your darkness
your room glows
when a castle is dark
let my love shine brightly
and let’s spin a yarn
together.
11 September 2018
Purple Couch
My Lone October Yarn-
my lone October yarn
my verses that settle round the wind
heartaches and harvest falls
liken an empty baby bottle
my verses that settle round the wind
we cover the outside plants
liken an empty baby bottle
as crisp cool coolness dawns
we cover the outside plants
heartaches and harvest falls
as crisp cool coolness dawns
my lone October yarn
10/17/19
We have enough hand crafted ferns that taste…real.
And enough gratitude to last in a tunnel.
I didn’t do much with that ball of yarn.
Just ate enough cookies that are made of fuzz.
Trembling and have nothing to do.
Waiting on a brand new finger nail to grow in.
Becuase there’s nothing like graceful watered plants.
The items look so real.
Like real butterflies with real eyes.
Unraveled.
Just enough to leave a sticky print.