Sunday Whirl
Words: loss, shovel, friends, expected, stop, plum, letters, drift, sweaters, wind, stitches, yam
The Quilt Made by Hand
The Drunker’s Path
The Flower Garden
The Log Cabin
With careful stitches
The needle pierces the fabric of the day
Disappears
Then reappears
The thread drawn taught
Binding events of one’s life
All that is expected and unexpected
She dreams of her garden
In that garden is the prize
The yam, yellow orange
Sweet to taste
Palm Leaf
Aunt Sukey’s Patch
Corn and Beans
Stop check the stitch
The Bethlehem Star
The Lone Star
The Spider Web
As the quilter stitches
Friends appear
Waltz across her work
She calls to them
Writes letters in her stitches
The wind knocks at her door
Wants to come in
And it is this wind
For which she creates the quilt
Protecting all who use it
Job’s Trouble
Job’s Tears
Joseph’s Coat
She works with bits of fabric
Bright colors whirl around her
Yellow, plum, robin’s egg blue
She dreams of
Saw-Tooth
The Ship’s Wheel
The Dusty Miller
As she works
She tells stories
Of days gone bye
Loss and sorrow
Spider Web
Eight Hands Around
Ocean Wave
Her mind drifts
To a day
Of blowing snow
Sweaters pulled close
Lost
Days pass
Rescue comes in the form of shovels
Snow on the Mountain
Snow Star
Snow Angel
Note: In the days before Christmas, my nephew and his family were trapped in their car for almost two days, while traveling to ski in New Mexico. They experienced a Christmas miracle when they were rescued from their cold tomb under four feet of snow. We are very grateful!
*Now this is funny… I missed took the word “yarn”, for “yam”, and found it was so hard to include “yam”… so I shall leave it this way.
annellannell 
Your words are those of a quilter, carefully and seamlessly woven, Annell. So many images stitched together to make a beautiful whole. I am so glad your nephew and family were rescued. I saw something about such a car and family on the national news. I do wonder if it was them!
Terrifying and most amazing story … and poem to match the awesomeness. (is that even a word?)
Happy New Year
How remarkable to experience a miracle at Christmas. You should capture the story on paper. Enjoyed the poem, too, on this 331st day of December… it’s been a long one, yet short.
What a wonderful idea! Thanks. Annell Livingston HC 74 Box 21860 El Prado, NM 87529
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omg on the note…oh my annell…nice verse…wishing you all the best on the new year! smiles.
Oh my goodness, Annell, thank heavens your family were rescued. One never knows when a disaster – or a miracle – will occur. I so love your beautiful poem which would be a good one for your dressmaids project, dont you think? It is reflective, wise and beautiful. I just love it.
Take care, my friend. E you in the new year.
Dear Sherry I think you are right! Thanks for the comment. Annell Livingston HC 74 Box 21860 El Prado, NM 87529
annell@taosnet.com http://www.annelllivingston.com http://www.somethingsithinkabout-annell-annell.blogspot.com https://annellannell.wordpress.com
I think you have earned your yam, annell.
I love poems which stitch together with things like the names of patterns. They are such fun to create. And, with the image of each pattern in your mind, you must have had a lovely time choosing patterns whose names worked for you. The quilters who read this have a bonus layer of imagery.
A Christmas miracle is a good way to end the year, to remind us miracles still happen.
Have a lovely new year, annell.
margo
Thank you so much Margo. I realized, after I wrote the poem, some would not know they were the names of quilts… but… oh, well, I’m glad you got me. I thought and fun to say. And I’m glad you liked my “yam.” I’ll have to be more careful in the future. Annell Livingston HC 74 Box 21860 El Prado, NM 87529
annell@taosnet.com http://www.annelllivingston.com http://www.somethingsithinkabout-annell-annell.blogspot.com https://annellannell.wordpress.com
I love it. It’s a very eventful poem and story.
Oh Annell, this is wonderful. The piece I wrote shares similarities, and I love that we both went there…to the communal aspects of creation. Thank you for your work at the whirl. I love my stops here. Happy New Year.
I like how you included all the quilt design names in the poem. What a scary thing to happen to your nephew–lots to be joyful about in your family for sure. Happy New Year.
Annell…
First — WOW regarding the Christmas miracle! I’m so glad it all worked out!!
Second — I’m glad that I had read Brenda’s “quilting bee” poem just before coming over here…the nostalgia in the thought of a quilting bee and then reading of your quilts…I was warmed from the inside out as if wrapped in one of those quilts.
Third — I left you a comment on margo’s blog, but it occurs to me you might not see it. I nearly did the same thing with “yarn” and “yam”! I wrote yarn into my piece then in looking again at the list, I thought, “oh no! it’s ‘yam’!” Didn’t know how I’d fix it until I realized it really was “YARN” after all. 🙂
Happy New Year!
~Paula