Old Harris Tweed

Cherry

By Parson Thru

Tue, 26 Aug 2014
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12 comments
 

Moss, peat and lichen
woven into cloth

How many autumn afternoons
have you known

How many wardrobes
fireplaces and smoked-filled rooms

What bar-ends and windowsills
have you rubbed

How many bookshops
have you stumbled into

How many times has Solzhenitsyn
slumbered in your pocket

What conversations have you heard
What laughter and tears

How many secrets
have you nursed over the years

How many eyes have watched the light
playing in your weave and smiled

How many more will follow

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Comments

Submitted by Canonette on

I had to read this, as I have a tweed fetish!  Well done.smiley

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

It's luvverly!  Thanks Canonette. :-)

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Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

me too canonette! I have a wonderful blue tweed suit that was my grandmother's - it is the most beautiful thing ever. Lovely piece Parson. Why not use the photo I've seen elsewhere?

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Do you wear it?  I bet it's lovely.  Your wish is my command! (once I sorted out the file size) :-)  Thanks insert.

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Submitted by Parson Thru on

Thank you for the very much appreciated cherry.  Each one is like the first and always a wonderful privilege.  Thank you.

Parson Thru

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Augobiography of a Harris Tweed. I liked the idea, and especially the first two lines. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Thanks Rhiannon.  Just came from loving the sleeve in the sunlight on the train.

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Submitted by Geoff Smith on

This is an incredible poem Parson. It is a clever concept that links the life of the garment with class, aspiration, illusion and romance. I don't feel I can say much more because nothing I write can really compare with this.

O yeah, my favourite line:'how many bookshops have you stumbled into'

Thanks for reading. I am grateful for your time.

Submitted by Parson Thru on

You've given me butterflies. Of course it compares. It's better. By far. But thank you. Thank you an awful lot.

I keep using the wrong link!

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Submitted by Parson Thru on

You've given me butterflies. Of course it compares. It's better. By far. But thank you. Thank you an awful lot.

Parson Thru

Submitted by Bee on

Beautiful poem PT.

Bee

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Morning Bee. Lovely to hear that over breakfast. Just listening to the rustle of drying leaves in the trees opposite. Cooler today. I'll be glad of that jacket.

Parson Thru