Patch-work mind
Patches of regrets
Patches of memories
Patches of missed boats
Patches of hope?
Well patchwork is usually soft
Old washed-out soft material
In a creative pattern
Depicting one’s past
In a nostalgic manner
A contest entry
- WOW ME! by Kp.s.
1982 points, ended February 12, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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My Grandmother made hook rugs, taking scraps and sewing them into ropes, then crotcheting them into oval rugs. I wonder if any are left...
Hey. We can all recycle ourselves... by starting there with kindness. You have had it rough. You are a survivor. Give yourself a break. Be kind to you first! -
Ah, I do love short and to the point poems. I enjoyed your first line very much- it began the poem nicely. The way you meshed the physical and emotional meaning of 'patch work" was interesting, and overall very effective.
Although I thoroughly enjoy short pieces, and yours started out so well, I felt it dropped off awkwardly- the end did not seem like the end. I think your poem would benefit from a final stanza- perhaps you could elaborate on the lines of the first stanza- explain them further? Just a suggestion.
Overall, well written!
All the best and thanks so much for entering,
KP
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patchwork quilts patchwork hippy jackets . mich has patchwork mind .. nice write michi
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Oh my. I stopped in my tracks for this. My grandmother and mother both re-used everything - a quilt from my mother contained my life to that point, including the dress I wore to my first school dance and the curtains I had when my grandmother came to visit - such worlds in those words!
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