Stitch Poems - Poems about Stitch

...I hear little whimpers from out in the yard. He is searching everywhere, looking really hard. Then I realize he is missing his littler toy dog. He looks in an old bucket and under a log. I re......Read More

...Rhythms of pulses echo in souls, augmenting tenor of love song, Reminiscing in sanctuary of life, together they shared for long; Yet, memories sadly clamor aloud, since the day she’s been gone, Of......Read More

...Getting the Point A stitch a stitch to silence the witch A sharp sharp needle to make her twitch Two eyes of coal with grey grey hair Eyeballs gone and still she stares Earless rabbi......Read More

...I wish you could understand my pain. The crack you put in my foundation. The wing you clipped from this earth angel. The crying is so loud in my heart, my head, it hurts. Before we were, I was healin......Read More

...In realms of heaven, new hope resides, Declare to unfold the new season's tide. Face the break of dawn's gentle ray, As sunlight brings hope every new day. Choose to redeem each precious hour, ......Read More

... POETRY I dream poetry since I got entry to Poetry Soup.com, eight years back from Two Thousand Fifteen, continuing been keen to enjoy the contests trying my best......Read More

...She's my neighbor; we study, from childhood, in the same school. When we were younger, we regarded ourselves as best friends. As she grows, she starts to be stern, though within she is cool. To he......Read More

...We stitched our ribbons through your heart From end to end we threaded We sewed right to your fingertips – And every stitch you dreaded We tramped along your shoulders broad To weave our littl......Read More

..."a singsongy sing along song sung by some children" there's a rip a tear in the torn of the underware as it were worn by time time and time again again there's a rip ......Read More

...She wore an aura of light and bent over a sewing machine. Through thick lenses she peered at every stitch created by her touch. She didn’t say for whom she was making the dress while letting ......Read More

... "Heather" such a tumultuous quiet discourse crochet hooked and thinking on wheels, the wrong turns, sometimes thoughts move to the recalcitrant one, another tumultuous......Read More

...Like emerald pastures for tarried gazelles, the shaded monastery nestled between wedges of tectonic New World protrusions was a cathedral for ecclesiastic contemplation, an oasis for the pilg......Read More

... From the old rockin’ chair came the sound of his snores that rattled the windows and vibrated the doors She looked o’er her glasses but kept counting her stitch as she watched his feet jerk......Read More

...R is for RETROSPECTIVE A poem is never merely still born, it has its creator's eyes,ears and nose Yet,unique it lives  a life of its own independent,well able to stand alone On others it can,i......Read More

...What is love? It is the feeling, as light as a mountain. It is as bright as a shadow. It is the little thread that holds the world in position. It is a feeling with joy and smile as its whee......Read More