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.
Stunning quilt and beautiful sonnet! Thanks for sharing both, Mariss.
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And to you for reading and noting
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Turquoise and purple! And poetry! Very awesome! Earlier this month I was in Santa Fe, New Mexico and there was the color turquoise everywhere!
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There is something about turquoise, isn’t there. I have just seen your Sante Fe photographs. The old car and the postboxes made me smile
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