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Pointy Things
When I open my great-aunt’s sewing chest,
I’m met with spools of textures, pointy things.
Containers, filled with pretty buttons, rest,
The shears that shine & wooden curtain rings.
I love the smells of nineteen fifty-two,
When I open my great-aunt’s sewing chest.
There’s lots of things I don’t know how to do,
As I go on a ‘seek for knowledge’ quest.
A capsule filled with Time explains it best,
To hold what mysteries were in her hands.
When I open my great-aunt’s sewing chest,
The spoils in colors rare of far-off lands.
The journeys with my aunt on camels shook,
As wagon trains were rolling, going west.
Traversed the seas on routes that Earhart took,
When I open my great-aunt’s sewing chest.
NaPoGloPoWriMo 2019
I’m met with spools of textures, pointy things.
Containers, filled with pretty buttons, rest,
The shears that shine & wooden curtain rings.
I love the smells of nineteen fifty-two,
When I open my great-aunt’s sewing chest.
There’s lots of things I don’t know how to do,
As I go on a ‘seek for knowledge’ quest.
A capsule filled with Time explains it best,
To hold what mysteries were in her hands.
When I open my great-aunt’s sewing chest,
The spoils in colors rare of far-off lands.
The journeys with my aunt on camels shook,
As wagon trains were rolling, going west.
Traversed the seas on routes that Earhart took,
When I open my great-aunt’s sewing chest.
NaPoGloPoWriMo 2019
Published 4th Apr 2019
Author's Note
•Fourth Day of Thirty.
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•unique words: 80
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4th Apr 2019 10:53am
Love this, was waiting for you to pop it up. So genuine and giddy, feels like nervous excited energy when you know you're going into something that's someone else's. Lovely. Thank you.
4th Apr 2019 11:41am
Aaww thank you, Poppy, and you’re so very welcome.
And “yes” to what you say, most definitely. This was such a sweet poem of recollections for me. The sewing chest is right here in my bedroom as I write this to you.
And “yes” to what you say, most definitely. This was such a sweet poem of recollections for me. The sewing chest is right here in my bedroom as I write this to you.
4th Apr 2019 11:03am
😆Ooo, ouch! A little confining was it.
Gosh Tim, thanks for enjoying, and sharing that bit of reminiscing with me.
Gosh Tim, thanks for enjoying, and sharing that bit of reminiscing with me.
4th Apr 2019 11:29am
I think all kids love sifting through their elder relatives' old stuff.
the smells
the dust
the old stuff they have no idea what it's used for but it looks " cool. "
At least that what it's like for me.
Nice spill to cause us to remember.........
the smells
the dust
the old stuff they have no idea what it's used for but it looks " cool. "
At least that what it's like for me.
Nice spill to cause us to remember.........
4th Apr 2019 11:59am
Why thank you, my friend, how lovely to have you visit me.
All true your words, what it’s like... it’s probably almost everyone who has had a similar experience.👨👩👧👦💌
All true your words, what it’s like... it’s probably almost everyone who has had a similar experience.👨👩👧👦💌
4th Apr 2019 1:28pm
4th Apr 2019 2:17pm
Thank you, Lil’D, I’m so glad you enjoyed as it walked with you down memory lane. x
Jadey🖼
Jadey🖼
4th Apr 2019 1:32pm
Wonderful, Jade.
I felt this way about my mother's sewing basket. I don't know why I always loved to squeeze that tomato pin cushion to feel the tiny needles in my palm - knowing they could draw blood. Yet I only squeezed hard enough to realize their power - never hard enough to be reminded that I abused it.
Thank you for the beautiful memory this morning.
I felt this way about my mother's sewing basket. I don't know why I always loved to squeeze that tomato pin cushion to feel the tiny needles in my palm - knowing they could draw blood. Yet I only squeezed hard enough to realize their power - never hard enough to be reminded that I abused it.
Thank you for the beautiful memory this morning.
Ooh dear Sage, thank you so much for sharing such thoughts like that with me. My great-aunt didn’t have the tomato, but I do in my own little sewing basket.
Jadey🍅
*whispers* you’re welcome
Jadey🍅
*whispers* you’re welcome
4th Apr 2019 4:46pm
Lovely write ... Brought me back to my grandmother's sowing box ... Bless and love ... .
4th Apr 2019 4:50pm
Thank you, Fenyx, that’s so nice of you to come in and share that.
Jadey🙏🏻
Jadey🙏🏻
4th Apr 2019 6:09pm
I've still got my father's box of special tools for doing fiddly jobs around the house - can appreciate the sentiments engendered by your chest of wonders.
4th Apr 2019 7:05pm
Thank you, Josh, and yes that will do it too - that box of tools for fiddly jobs.
Jadey🤗
Jadey🤗
4th Apr 2019 10:27pm
5th Apr 2019 3:19am
Hi Andy 🐅
When all else fails, there’s a little shiney thing that you can loop the thread through the eye of that which is then inserted through the needle’s eye and helps you pull the thread completely through. It comes with every sewing kit no matter how small...it looks like shiny foil. When I’ve the chance I’ll see if I can post a link here with a picture of one.
Jadey
When all else fails, there’s a little shiney thing that you can loop the thread through the eye of that which is then inserted through the needle’s eye and helps you pull the thread completely through. It comes with every sewing kit no matter how small...it looks like shiny foil. When I’ve the chance I’ll see if I can post a link here with a picture of one.
Jadey
The poet makes the mundane the magnificent!
Another of your striking occupation with the quatern, Jade.
It takes me back to Mama's kit in the drawer of her sewing machine. It held bobbins, shuttles, needles of all sizes, thread reels of different hues, tape measure, thimbles, brazort of other paraphernalia.
For me, it was curious miscellany; you have made artistic antiquity of it.
Wonderful!
Sincerely
cab
Another of your striking occupation with the quatern, Jade.
It takes me back to Mama's kit in the drawer of her sewing machine. It held bobbins, shuttles, needles of all sizes, thread reels of different hues, tape measure, thimbles, brazort of other paraphernalia.
For me, it was curious miscellany; you have made artistic antiquity of it.
Wonderful!
Sincerely
cab
7th Apr 2019 3:32pm
“Artistic antiquity”...
the delight your very thoughtful comment brings to my poet’s heart,
dear cabcool, thank you.
Jade📝
the delight your very thoughtful comment brings to my poet’s heart,
dear cabcool, thank you.
Jade📝
