Time's Loom

Time's Loom

A Poem by Audrey Howitt

i sit at the loom of time’s dense fields

and push the shuttle of decision through threads

blinked crimson and yellow

by the ephemeral guard of my identity

 

so very slowly

cloth forms

unexpectedly long

this time

 

like a patch

left undarned

threads fraying

in chaotic discord

 

i pick up the tiniest threads

and link them together

in a small

secure sliding

a reweaving

and I notice

that edges have smoothed

their sheen visible

 

it has been four years since

my youngest left for college

people tell me she is now launched

that i have achieved something

 

i had expected months maybe

a whittling of time

suffused

with intensity

a brittleness

 

last night i awoke

from a dream

the red and yellow complement and surround

each holding the other in space

in time

and i realized the cloth

is almost whole now

almost done


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© 2012 Audrey Howitt


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Threads fraying
in chaotic discord...
Nice write...
So many others...

Posted 8 Years Ago


Audrey Howitt

8 Years Ago

Thank you again! Much appreciated!
Sami Khalil

8 Years Ago

You are quite welcome...
What a beautiful milestone you just shared. I look at my two little girls...and I think....you couldn't be more correct. We work so hard to keep the children woven together in our our fine tapestry of wisdom. But eventually...they must be let go.....they will someday have to pick up a needle and thread of their own.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Audrey Howitt

8 Years Ago

It is so very true--thank you for your thoughtful comments---
This is so beautifully phrased with a journey of love and memories built!

Posted 8 Years Ago


Audrey Howitt

8 Years Ago

Thank you so much !
Amazing work.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Audrey Howitt

8 Years Ago

Thank you Sarah!
Sarah

8 Years Ago

Its fine
This is an electric opening stanza 'i sit at the loom of time’s dense fields

and push the shuttle of decision through threads

blinked crimson and yellow

by the ephemeral guard of my identity'

it had me totally mesmirised. A great and easy read! You have a thing about seeing feeling in colours and it feels so right.



Posted 8 Years Ago


Audrey Howitt

8 Years Ago

Thank you John!!!

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Audrey Howitt
Audrey Howitt

Alameda, CA



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I am so happy to be writing! I was an attorney in my previous incarnation. These days, I teach voice mostly, write some and do a little psychotherapy. It seems like a good combination for me. I h.. more..

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