An old red ball of yarn
with colors faded some
from days of being left idle
too long in burning sun
and rows of strings like lines
across the fibrous globe
gave a blurred outline to form
and patterns spoke of causes
why did left side seem in order
and right in quiet revolt
the tag end, lain across the tabletop,
where teacups and coffee sat till cold
like the words spoken over them
lost and cold; yet this ball of yarn
persists it will stay as it is
no desire to become ochre clay for dye
or hair on the back of grazing ewe
springtime frolic of new born shaky legs
or riotous mounting of ripe female
butting horns because the blood boils
even in fenced pastures near shearing posts;
and I am red ball of yarn in sunset
drifting to evening staying still.
My will is to be, and I grandly succeed.
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Wow! Read this (twice before actually) but didn't get to finish (the first time) or comment (the second). All I can remember about the second time is that I was going to comment about the metaphor. Can't remember it now but... Well done. LOL Write on, brother.
Dez
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This is again one of your best metaphor!
To retake colour, become something solid, strong made of soft material. This is pretty much how life must be.
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Thank you Mari-
making something strong, and knowing it takes stength to stay true to ourselves...your kind words and thoughtful comments are so much appreciated...h
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A ball of yarn ... seems like such a simple thing, but I think actually quite complex. Threads made of tiny fibers winding and twisting, binding together for strength, circling one another, growing with each layer. And though it’s happy to be a ball of yarn, its ultimate purpose is to become something more. It will eventually transform into something else … a shawl, a hat, a warm sweater, a blanket for a newborn babe. And so the ball of yarn sits in calmness, confident of what it is … and all that it might become. I absolutely love your final line …
“My will is to be, and I grandly succeed"
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Thank you ...dear poet...for your wise words and insight, the yarn has a strong structure inside and an outward appearance; may well become something warm and useful, so much appreciated...'skid
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Love the last line sums the whole poem up so well. "My will is to be"..and "I gradually succeed". Interesting! ~Sie
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Thak you Sie-
for your kind words and taking time for sharing your thoughts...PK
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