Craft store at midnight

Craft store at midnight

A Poem by Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)

The trebles trembled
The crochet hook
Stretched to the roof
The purls lurked
Behind the counter
The plains dreamt
Of fame
The wool shrank and hid
Under the chair
The singles and doubles
Melted into the
Clusteriest guttsiest
Flower
The buttons renounced
The knitting needle bounced
The glass eyeballs cried
The embroidery cat died
The materials danced with
Each other
In tallness and style
Scissors and thimbles
They played hopscotch
Then elastics won
The sewing machines
Rumbled and sewed
All night till dawn
The craft aisle
Shook and shot off paint
The needles and pins
Chased the magnets
All around the transfer aisles
The glue sticks played soccer
With the friendly home team
The paintbrushes won hands down
The pottery dog chased the
Straw cat up aisle ten
The macrame owl hooted
The felt pens drew on walls
The feathers and zippers
Samg a song for the choir
The manager came and opened
The door
He closed it again
His night check
Done till dawn
He pretended not to notice
The fluff and disarray
He smiled and yawned
And said
Ok
That's it for the day
Let these crafty kids play

© 2017 Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)


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Thanks so glad you enjoyed Annette
I have very early memories of visiting haberdashery stores with mum and sister aged five up
And also getting lost in one eventhhough I lost her for few minutes fond memories
This ditty more about modern craft stores
Beading wow I just crochet




Posted 7 Years Ago


Love, love, love it! Craft stores are magical places to me and you have proven it excellently in this poem! I am a proud beader and jewelry-maker and i love your creative personification of all the sweet trinkets and description of their night antics. Kudos Julie!

Posted 7 Years Ago


Thanks emmajoy
Glad you liked

Posted 7 Years Ago


'The glass eyeballs cried ~ The embroidery cat died ~ The materials danced with Each other ~
In tallness and style ~ Scissors and thimbles ~They played hopscotch ~ Then elastics won .. .. ..

Close eyes, open eyes - see the scene.. and smile til you giggle!

Love the dancing joy of your meter, so many phrases are glorious, 'Clusteriest guttsiest' . I'm convinced you know this shop very well, you have so many items listed, made them live in such a visually memorable way! As a patchwork maker, I really love this, Please forward address of store, urgently! :)

Posted 7 Years Ago


So glad you liked Tracey
Just a bit of nonsense

Posted 7 Years Ago


This is hilarious.. I can't wait to show my craft store addict friend...xo

Posted 7 Years Ago


Lots of nonsense
Oh well lol

Posted 7 Years Ago



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Added on August 22, 2017
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Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)
Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)

Sydney , Australia



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Amateur old poet well not that old but not a young 20 anymore I live to write I write at least five poems ditties every weekend and a few during week I write quickly it just flows and bu.. more..

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