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poetry by lou sid linesman - on life, love & politics
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
Life
The endless cloth inverted,
Chaotically threaded with a seething mass of mistakes,
A corner peeled back,
A marvellous matrix of embroidery brought face to the light,
So many individual figures of design,
Each one a culture, the craft of unsung hands,
Needlepoint of a happy couple’s interplay,
Every fine stitch a step transcended from the underworld,
The anchor for the ship,
The dark rock of foundation for the high cathedral,
One cannot be without the other,
Every Evil a mould for Good,
Every failure a definition of success
But in an unfamiliar language,
Styles spread abroad, some wane,
There an unfilled space, an opportunity not taken,
Where I want to create such blossom together with my Love,
Her Art will enhance mine, and mine hers,
I am coming wordless to admit my Wrong,
To submit my Wrong
By reaching an arm around the full beauty of Right.
© Lou Sid Linesman, 2006. All Rights Reserved.
