Time's Loom

i sit at the loom of time’s dense fields

and push the shuttle of decision through threads

blinked crimson and yellow

by the ephemeral guard of my identity

 

so very slowly

cloth forms

unexpectedly long

this time

 

like a patch

left undarned

threads fraying

in chaotic discord

 

i pick up the tiniest threads

and link them together

in a small

secure sliding

a reweaving

and I notice

that edges have smoothed

their sheen visible

 

it has been four years since

my youngest left for college

people tell me she is now launched

that i have achieved something

 

i had expected months maybe

a whittling of time

suffused

with intensity

a brittleness

 

last night i awoke

from a dream

the red and yellow complement and surround

each holding the other in space

in time

and i realized the cloth

is almost whole now

almost done

copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt

Reviews

[quinfinn]

brilliant write here, very cleverly thought out and nicely arranged. well done!

[Audrey Howitt]

Thank you quinfinn!

[quinfinn]

denada

[Samuel Dickens]

I know there is beauty in it, but also a measure of fear. The analogy of cloth and the loom is fitting.

[Audrey Howitt]

I agree--some measure of fear is present--thank you so much!

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

Each time I read a piece by you Audrey I swear you are getting better and better. I didn't think it possible. This is wonderful!

[Audrey Howitt]

Thank you Neva!

[Audrey Howitt]

Wow, Audrey, you wove litteraly an building future and insight with this poem.

" i pick up the tiniest threads

and link them together

in a small

secure sliding

a reweaving

and I notice

that edges have smoothed

their sheen visible "

What a gorgeous imagery/metaphor

I loved it.

E.L.

[Audrey Howitt]

Thank you! Thank you!

You're so welcome! always a pleasure to read your work of art