Poem #10

A Sonnet to Centrepiece #3

A set of dyed fabrics in peacock hues,

A piece of Chinese cloth shiny and bold,

Loose woven in emerald, purple and gold,

Shot with turquoise and green, to shock the blues,

This is the palette that waits to unfold

Into a quilt of many coloured jewels.

An ordered design calls me to choose

A path that is straight, to do what’s foretold.

I sew to rote, follow the set pattern,

Find no surprise, no serendipity.

Bored by the boredom of rigid rows.

But then, the sown seed glistens, then grows

Through the uniform equanimity

And fans out into a quilt that glows.

Centrepiece 3

 

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