Think about it–all the ragged ends,
those threads undone and tromped upon,
the finished products cut asunder in despair,
those outgrown or cast aside, too big to fill;
quilt pieces dropped, forgotten,
to return in dreams, unfinished.
Forgive and be forgiven, hear and be heard
for the first and last time.
So many stubs, so many seines to throw
to capture them all.
How can one leave a life unfinished?
I never learned the art of tying ends.
Nan Nov. 09
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Maybe when we are at loose ends, they are not meant to be tied!
Well done!
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I think of swinging on a star above it all, avoiding my responsibilities and commitments. But thanks for the “out” you’ve provided, and for responding.
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Oh. Oh. Powerful question and a raw and honest last line.
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Thank you for the response…,Rosemary?
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Indeed, Rosemarie. Thank you!
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The picture of leaving this world without finishing what I’ve set out to do, and discovering myself completely haunts me too. You’ve expressed that beautifully here. But, in the end, I reconcile myself with the thought that there’s beauty in imperfection.
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Gotta lotta beauty in mine, then…not to discount, I am grateful I can express myself.
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So true Nan – one of the true ket essences of life perfectly captured here….
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I appreciate the feedback, Scott.
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Nice lines: “quilt pieces dropped, forgotten,
to return in dreams, unfinished.”
I like powerful questioning all this leads up to in the last two lines.
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Thanks, Frank. It’s so true for me!
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So many loose ends and the fabric unravels
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Exactly. Thanks.
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Yes, that’s probably why I’ve unraveled. Good point
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