Tapestry
By J.Lynne Moore
In want of words,
For my loom;
To weave together,
A sentence bloom.
With gentle tone,
And humble pen;
Back and forth,
My tale does spin.
Of noble knights,
And wee fairy queens,
A blanket of words,
Reveals my dreams.
The shuttle slides,
Fast and then slow.
Onward now…
The words must flow!
The tapestry complete,
Varied shades and hues.
I rest my pen,
In contemplative muse.
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Cashmere Illusions 
the image is really wonderful as is the poem
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Thank you ever so much! Sometimes it is just as fun finding the media as it its writing the poem.
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