Tapestry

Reflections on life - memories

The days of winter solstice and blustery chill

The brisk and bitter cold ravaged days

We walk down the icy white roads

Slithered and slick by winters’ embrace

 

Sitting soothed and consoled

Near a warm, flickering fire

In this cozy, dimly lit room

Fused with aromas of sweet mulled spice

And the scent of fresh feathered evergreen 

 

 

Awakened by these reflective moments

We are transported back in time

Blessed by a sweet and tender nostalgia

So unequivocally unique and sublimely divine

 

Like thread weaves through the eye of a needle

These wondrous moments, hours and days

Become the threads of our illustrious tapestry

The canvas of our incomparable lives

 

This scintillating tapestry comes alive

We reflect, we weep, we laugh, and we smile

And we recall with joy and somber melancholy

The unfolding days of winter’s past

 

Some were sewn with pale gray thread

Some were sewn vibrant yellow, orange and blue

These transforming colors defined us

And danced alongside us

On both the dark and lighted path

 

We floated along to this captivating tune

Unrivaled and unknown

As our tapestry fibers and shifting hues

Became reminiscent and unique to us alone

Private memories that are sparkling clear

As sun christened crystal prism, glistens

 

Winters’ past gleam a special sheen

Like snow falling softly without a sound

For us tonight - this enchanted night

 

We treasure this shimmering melancholy

Hold close to our hearts, as we honor and cherish

All these brilliant, breathtaking moments

Delicately season our vivid memories

They become the living threads

Of our intricately woven lives

 

Remember only what is blessed and bright

Make your tapestry your light

In the cold winter solstice of this blustery night

 

By

Gypsy

 revised 5-12-11

 

 

Author's Note

Would love your thoughts on flow and form of poem. Thanks :)

Reviews

[Review]

lovely imagery and metaphor. I've often thought about memories like this, but I haven't been able to put it into words quite as beautiful as this. I like how it shifts out of free verse and rhyme. it really adds character and helps it flow. I especially love the last stanza. it wraps it up so nicely. Good job!

[WatashLegend]

enchantingly beautiful in all of it's glorious imagery, this may just be my favorite one of yours so far definitely top two for sure. You have flowed here better then the greatest of rivers.