Centrepiece: Savannah Song
The sweeping grassland
waves from the edges
of eight pieces of fabric.
The shades of grass
call to the shrinking herds,
lament the encroaching deserts,
nudge my slumbering reptilian brain
to find that ancient pathway
snaking through the fields of grass
now covered
by cities and civilization.
Deep in the folds of this quilt
is a song for the Savannah.
Beautiful quilt and beautiful words.
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Thank you!
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Amazing poem and art quilt!
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Thank you again for faithfully reading my posts
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Beautiful poetry, Mariss. 🙂
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Thank you kindly
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