Treadle Poems - Poems about Treadle

More Sewing Footles

...Slip Stitch

gave chase
lost face

Whip Stitch

LaRue
debut

Loose Stitch

sought it
lost it

Old Sewl

pedal
treadle...

The Christmas Zipper

...The Christmas Zipper 
David J Walker

That tool kit you gave me
At two, Mom 
was meant to be a toy
But made of real metal 
How did I know 
What to do with the saw 
That I called a “Zipper”
...

Sex For You

...Sex for you is all I have.
Just a simple title.
The chance to give you all I am
just to keep you vital.

A pleasure we could do without
for just a little mettle.
But really who're we running f...

The Object Lesson

...
The Object Lesson
Written: By Miracle Man
3/15/2019

In minutes the tornado had abandoned the scene,
Undisturbed, was a borrowed, glass Butter churn.
Still sitting on the treadle of h...

Honoring You In Living Color

...Kitchen counters alive; the vivid colors of red, green, purple and yellow glass jars. Your garden flourished.
.
Pickled beets mingle boiled eggs; a pretty periwinkle purple.
.
Yellow and ...

The Fabric of Two Lives

...Sewing machine, long idle, gathered dust
Its turn-of-the-century frame clad in rust

Sitting in the old attic’s dim lighting
It revived memories uninviting

Her dauntless spirit still seeme...

Selvedge Edges

...Blue-checkered curtains are faded and drawn,..
after the years since she made them from gunny-sack cloth

The Singer, long idle, now gathers more dust,
with its needle still threaded and the ...

Granny's Treasures

...Tossing and turning after a heavy economic loss
The shock shattered my peace of nights
Hugging my pillow tight with unshed tears
The sorrowful thoughts trudged haltingly
To my grandma's antique s...

Vicky Jenkins

...Vicky is an archer, born on the 14th of April,
In 1977, and started getting that archery thrill,
In 2010 when she competed for the first time:
She found archery thru a friend’s lucid dime.

She ...

My Father and a Ray of Hope

...With a huge geometry of bones and ribs
my father stands amidst us,
like an age-old iron pillar,
high durable, tensile and unbrittle
he is, the lonesome cantilever.

Though I know not,
perhaps ...

Quail Not At Death's Door If You Wrought No Wilful Harm

...Quail not at Death’s door if you wrought no wilful harm

Quail not at Death’s door if you wrought no wilful harm
Should turning back in vengeance be the Dead Man’s qualm
Though even as the end...

Feed Sack Dresses

...A combination of Haiku and Kyoka

designer originals
from feed sacks
after the chickens were fed

her artist's touch
honed with the aid
of her foot movement
on the treadle machine...

Unravelling the Tapestry

...I found in my tapestry
a rare golden thread,
I began to unravel it
to see where it led

The weft that was freed 
from the intricate weave, 
changed the course of my life
more than I'd ever co...

The Task

...The old screen door still welcomes me, a familiar song I've heard before..
But oddly now, it's out of tune.  It has a wail of some despair
After this,...who'll pass this way?
Will they use the rug...

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