Lace of our lives...
By Frances Macaulay Forde
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Silver slivers wind their way
memory-wire threaded
through life’s everyday
by words loved-ones said.
Images beaded round and whole
capture a moment so long ago
The lace of our lives sewn
many-coloured silken thread
spun by loves we’ve known
never cut by distance or death.
Feelings remembered when old
as years finally take their grim toll
A rich tapestry wrapped around the heart
woven by a gentle finger-touch at the start
Frances Macaulay Forde © 2021
Inspired by a line in the poem "A Slight Disposition" by Bruce Dawe.
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This is such a beautiful poem
This is such a beautiful poem Frances, it captures those memories so perfectly, something I try to aspire to in my old age.
Thank you so much for sharing.
Jenny.
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A poem as pretty as lace, I
A poem as pretty as lace, I like its gentleness too. It's our Pick of the Day. Do share on Facebook and Twitter. (Hope the lace image is ok, do change it if there's something else you'd prefer.)
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The lace of our lives sewn
The lace of our lives sewn
many-coloured silken thread
spun by loves we’ve known
never cut by distance or death.
So beautiful! Congratulations on the well deserved golden cherries
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Interesting idea of the
Interesting idea of the complexity of lace pattern compared to the intricacy of interactions experienced down the years. Rhiannon
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Thanks for bringing to my
Thanks for bringing to my attention the name of Bruce Dawe who was unfamiliar to me. I shall endeavour to delve into his work. The only Australian I knew of and whose poetry appealed to me was Clive James.
Luigi x
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Such beautiful imagery.
Such beautiful imagery. Nicely done and congrats on a well deserved POTD. Paul
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It is so lovely. And that
It is so lovely. And that last line is perfect. Much enjoyed this.
Rich
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