Woven through pain, misted by fear,
Now aching fingers make a quilt of patchwork.
Washes of coloured patterns, going all round the year,
Seas of faces watching my tired fingers jerk.
Shocking strain upon my fingers draws a tear,
Grinding my teeth as my enemy gives an evil smirk.
Orange, blue, lilac and green,
Exquisite colours of the patches I weave.
Even though I was determined my quilt remained unseen,
Not that was I able to achieve.
Tonight I start the embroidery, I am keen,
Though there is not enough thread, I believe.
At last, a month on from then, my quilt is done,
Though relief comes in floods, I realise I did have fun!
Author notes
I wrote this through the mind of a poor girl, who had to make a patchwork quilt, and her fingers were getting awfully tired! Please comment!
A contest entry
- Harrisham Sonnet by Harrisham Minhas.
450 points, ended November 16, 2008, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Oh, I enjoyed this poem a great deal, indeed! Nifty stuff, you do have the knack...(who was giving you an "evil smirk", the dastardly person!)
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This sonnet brings up the girl's pain which she feels while making the patchwork quilt, as others indifferently witness her working.
A happy ending.
Well-expressed.
Thanks for your entry.
Harrisham Minhas
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I amazed at your gifting in writing..I have heard of the Harrisham sonnet. Using a patchwork quilt one envisons meanings you may be trying to convey as you make the quilt...A very interesting write!
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I never heard of a "Harrisham Sonnet" before, but I think this is a lovely piece. I love the quilt and the journey of piecing and stitching that you take the reader through. Felt as though I were holding the quilt, looking at all it's colors and fabrics. Lovely, lovely.
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like any writing, the quilt is an addiction by the looks of ot, like any writing, nice job, hope the background doesn't offend anyone. Just make sure the form is followed, there is a slight change which is needed.
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According to Harrisham Sonnet form:
"For each of the stanzas, the last letter of the first word of each line is the first letter of the first word of the next line.
There is no restriction on the starting letter of the first line in each of the stanzas."
You may read the example on the contest page to make it more clear.
Please rectify it.
I will come back to comment on this poem.
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