The thimble of life

By Mark Heathcote

Thu, 08 Nov 2012
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Our lord passes us a thimble.
He says eat drink and be merry.
He now passes us a needle.
And says sow me a patchwork-
quilt, as big as the world
let all nations gather under one.
Blanket appease; themselves.
With just a basket of gentian flowers
lying at the foot of that mountain,
above the clouds - and here
transcend your thoughts,
into a teardrop and let those-
salty pure teardrops pool
into an ocean—in which
A desert brings forth life.
And like a snowflake!
Melting on your brow,
I'll take on the sorrows of the world.
And hand you back to your old-life
less all its transgressions
less all its misgiving's.
I'll hand you back the thimble of life.

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The kismet fate of serendipity
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Comments

Submitted by aislinn22h on
Lovely read, beautiful imagery :)

Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on
This is very good, Mark, especially the last two lines. Your work has depth, imagery and a great upward journey. A small suggestion, look for ways to tighten up the flow, keep the action or thought immediate as if it is taking place this very moment. However do not emasculate your work in your re-design; otherwise you'll lose its original intent. I fell into that trap years ago, and had to crawl out of it. Cheers, Richard
Richard L. Provencher