The Weaver of Words

Nicole, your words on the last post
set me thinking and turned into a poem.

The Weaver of Words

Wind’s voice rattles clouds
Carrying the songs
Of the weaver of words
Fingers coarsened polished
To the point of a needle
Winding dazzling Ls
From skeins of silk
‘Skilfully’ she weaves
From an apes fist
‘Deceit’ from spider tears
Deftly her fingers dance
‘Azure’ ‘cornflower’
Float towards the sky
Catching a thread she joins
Consonants to vowels
Whispers them to the wind
And into the souls of men.


Blogger iamnasra said...

I wanted to drop a line to tell you that I at times reread your poetry...but there I was amazed by The Weaver of Words
and to know you got tagged by inspiration...remarkable poem...

9:48 AM  
Blogger FlirtinFelicity said...

wazzup??!!just droppin by to say that you got a nice blog. i think you should post more! look into my profile and see my blogs too..

10:39 AM  
Blogger Sue hardy-Dawson said...

iamnasra, how kind of you I'm glad you like it, I was supposed to be cooking but it insisted I found a pen and almost burnt the sausages.

Hi Felicity,I will do, meanwhile come back anytime

3:36 PM  
Blogger iamnasra said...

I love to go through earlier posts even if its back dated so much...wanting to know ifI happen to miss a great poem...or a poem that many have missed when you just started your blog..that is why my comments are scattered in one way

4:05 PM  
Blogger Kerry said...

wow! that was a great poem! awesome!

i followed gama here =)


i will return soon...

4:18 PM  
Blogger Sue hardy-Dawson said...

iamnasra, me too, it's interesting to see how peoples work has developed over time.

5:00 PM  
Blogger Russell Ragsdale said...

The wind has a voice and many other things, as well. Wonderful, I loved it!

5:05 PM  
Blogger gulnaz said...

hey this so lovely, the weaver has created such a luxiorious (forgive the spelling)fabric here. the voice of wind sounds lovely.

its fascinating to read earlier posts.

7:04 PM  
Blogger Sue hardy-Dawson said...

Russel, I always think those windy nights sound like the elements arguing.

Gulnaz I can't spell so it doesn't matter, I will be looking out for the rest of your painting, it has a butterfly quality to it

8:11 PM  
Blogger Aisha said...

sueeeeee- where are the sketches??? i totally trip on those!!
heheh. but nice poem... very cool...

9:36 PM  
Blogger Gama said...

The wind brings some memories in me :-)

5:46 AM  
Blogger Sue hardy-Dawson said...

Aisha, I'll post some soon I promise

Gamma, such a powerful force is bound to produce stronger recall, smells and music work like that too

10:47 AM  
Blogger NicoleBraganza said...

Somehow that is so profound and equally beautiful You have a gift

1:30 PM  
Blogger Sue hardy-Dawson said...

Nicole, thank-you

1:44 PM  
Blogger iamnasra said...

By the way you can call me Nasra

9:54 PM  
Blogger gulnaz said...

thanks sue, i agree with the butterfly wing quality of it. its a part of that tile i posted earlier.

10:27 AM  
Blogger Sue hardy-Dawson said...

Nasra of course the I am bit is who you are, silly me

Gulnaz I knew it had a familiar look, I really like that tile.

11:21 AM  

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