Tuesday Poems

A couple of quickies for this overcast Tuesday morning~

Mother by Prabha Raj 

Watch 

her, as she

Sits and knits.

As pair of needles

Criss cross,

I see her thoughts

Setting her wrinkles

To play.

The moment she completes

The picking of stitches,

Her wrinkles

Erase out.

I call it

The juxtaposition of

Mind and sentiment. 

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"Knit your hearts 

with an unslipping knot."

   

-- Antony and Cleopatra 

by William Shakespeare

Yours in every word and fiber,

--The Knit Chick