unwinding
landscapes that one hopes are never binding
quicksand, bogs, crevasses please avoid
weaves unseam as wisdom is unwinding
seasons gather hems forever finding
fabrics stitched with bits of overjoy
verdant hopes may stay but are not binding
unstick bias, resolute non-minding
comfort basks in quiet of the void
weaves unseam as wisdom is unwinding
serendipity an unsought finding
bobbin on high seas of sweet unspoiled
verdant hopes may stay but are not binding
let it stage without the set designing
sixth sense twinkles, yet may not be purloined
weaves unseam as wisdom is unwinding
let it breathe within you, stop your grinding
realize its worth as golden coins
landscapes that one hopes are never binding
weaves, unseams, as wisdom is unwinding
Tao Talk
You have reached a quiet bamboo grove, where you will find an eclectic mix of nature, music, writing, and other creative arts. Tao-Talk is curated by a philosophical daoist who has thrown the net away.
Tao Talk 
Love it all….and most especially the first two lines in the last stanza. That’s my goal!!! As my daughter says to me, “just let it all go, mom and BREATHE!” :)
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Thanks, Lillian :)
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Amazing use of the sewing terms and I love the rhythm of the piece, Lisa!
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Lillian generated a great prompt that will clothe good poems. Thanks, Steve!
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Ha! There you go again… you’re welcome.
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A pause and a reminder: let it breathe within you, stop your grinding. Love this line: fabrics stitched with bits of overjoy.
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Thanks, Grace :)
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We must be careful what we bind to ourselves.
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Absolutely, Melissa.
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You definitely crafted a wonderful poem here, Lisa. Great response to the prompt. I think you sewed up “first place” on this one!
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haha, Bruce :) It’s been awhile since writing a form poem and this prompt was just right for one.
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Well done, Lisa. I believe you used all the sewing words in your poem. Good for you.
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Dwight, I used a few. Thank you.
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:>) You are welcome!
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Stunning!
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Thanks, Heather!
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A clever use of the prompt words and a wonderfully engaging poem – Jae
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Jae, thanks :)
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So many things needs minding when wisdom is thrown out the window.
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“fabrics stitched with bits of overjoy”
tis the season, sew on!!!
Thanks for dropping by my blog
much♡love
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:) <3
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You did particularly well here Lisa! Much to ponder.
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Petru, thank you. I want to polish this one a little more but I think the gist came through.
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Nice use of the prompt and love the repetition. It works!
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Thanks, Yvonne. I like forms that have the repeating line to bring the message home.
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This is Amazing!
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Thank you, Lisa :)
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Mesmerizing. Loved the alliteration and repetition of “weaves unseam as wisdom is unwinding” and the sound of “sixth sense twinkles”.
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Mish, thanks so much for the feedback <3
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I like the landscape theme running through the sewing imagery (or is it the sewing theme running through landscape imagery? Why not both?)
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Thanks, Someone :)
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Beautiful rhythm and flow to this, Li!
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I appreciate the wisdom in this, Lisa, and especially like your “fabrics stitched with bits of overjoy”!
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Lynn, thanks very much.
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Between the snowflakes ❄️ and the poem, I’m just in awe. Very beautiful!
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Thanks so much. I did turn snowflakes on but I can’t see them on my blog. Thanks for letting me know they are working :)
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Many have argued with the bog. None have won. Most lost a boot.
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