Tapestry



~~~

Threadbare the twisted secrets

Faded in the sun of history

Old cloth stitched in long days

A life revealed in the tapestry

~~~

The dust of days casts dreary

Seeping like grey rust, frozen

In the time seemed so far past

And the cloth, as yet not woven

~~~

Curse the old hands with need

And the needle now, eye small

When what is left of story told

The most important part of all

~~~

What e’er be bore by the loom

Poured soul upon that tapestry

When your life is woven in love

Only then can you truly be free

~~~



Comments
15 Responses to “Tapestry”
  1. kristianw84 says:

    I love this one! A new favorite for sure! I have a thing for antiques and anything vintage, really. I like objects that tell a story, and are just a tad mysterious. I especially love how you pulled it together at the end. A tapestry of life!

  2. yassy says:

    When your life is woven in love

    Only then can you truly be free

    Epic ending to a brilliant stellar post.

  3. jonicaggiano says:

    Very nice Brad. It always difficult for me to pick a favorite part of one of your poems. The lines woven together so elegantly to create a visual picture. I see an old wrinkled woman at a loom. Her heart pouring into a lost love. Nicely done my friend. Sending love and hugs
    Jonikins πŸ€—πŸ’•β€οΈπŸ¦‹πŸ¦‹πŸŒΉ

  4. Beautiful verses to items of old that deserve these lovely words. Great work my friend!
    F.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

%d bloggers like this: