Life's Tapestry
Choosing the way with strong foundations...
the weft, many colors and combinations,
yarns, fabric and even metals.
There were soothing silks entertwined with
nubby noils, sometimes uneven with trials.
With pure thoughts she chose natural cottons,
colored with ideas, she dyed cloth for changes.
She wove intentional holes of opportunity,
randomly spaced, and combined different
materials to pique interest for all!
Colors kept changing with new ideas,
then tangled with indecision.
At times there were angry knots, followed
by loosened silk threads.
Parted from the loom, the tapestry tied and
knotted ornately, she knew her threads of
option remained...she could loosen, re-tie, or
re-dye at any time.
For now the tapestry is complete, with colors,
uniqueness...full of vision, textures...asking
to be handled and imagined, dreamed about...
boosting thoughts for others toward creativity
and change...our own personal options.
by me, Wanda Marie Miller 2010
first i thought 'beautiful!'
ReplyDeleteand then i sighed.
ahh...sigh...and this is why i love you...
ReplyDeleteif we keep this up, our men are going to get jealous. oh, well. sucks to be them. heehee
ReplyDeleteWhat is really important is these deep thoughts got put down, not lost in another days activities as thing we think of and feel do sometimes, we know we had some important words about life and then they vanish, your words did not vanish they told the story of how creating goes. It also tells the story of how we sometimes fail at other things and weave another plan. When I visited families I did a lot of weaving, another plan of sorts, a different color and a different compostion, because the things I like best in life have more than one way to do them. this is why I am poor at math, there is one right answer, no give.
ReplyDeleteI like your writing very much it is very Meaning Full and I mean that spelling, it applies to life in a lot of ways.
...and see this is why i love you emelie!
ReplyDeleteThanks for coming by, your a dear sincere person, and I always think your expressing life as you sometimes see and sometimes feel.
ReplyDeleteAs our days unfold we have different moods , I don't have the skill to write like you did today.
Your so appreciated as a new person in my life.
Yes that is my book and my garden.
The bird is from an old book.
Such a beautiful poem Wanda.
ReplyDeletei added my lady AFTER all these comments....THAAANK YOOOU xoxox
ReplyDeleteWanda my dear friend ...
ReplyDeleteOIt is so beautiful!
You are so talented...
Big hug!
She's gorgeous,I love the colors too.
ReplyDeleteWanda, this is fanTASTIC!
ReplyDeletethank you jane, you may or may not remember when we were following misty the month of jan??? it was yellow week or day..and i always loved this collage, wishing i could paint pictorials or faces...and then one day...i COULD, i had so much encouragement from the get go from wonderful other blogging peeps, but mOSTLY FROM you and misty. i am so grateful for that month as i know that many grew from that!!! yay!!! xo wanda to jane!
ReplyDeleteYes! I remember it well-what a great journey we've all had! When I started blogging I just had NO idea how much fun it would be and the friends I would make, you are a dear one, Wanda!
ReplyDeleteWow! I keep asking for more words, and THERE THEY ARE IN ALL THEIR GLORY!
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing!
Carolyn
just beautiful.......
ReplyDeleteJust gorgeous!!!...words of my heart too!...yes, I will appear a a new post soon..Thanks for noticing...xx..julia
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