2019 Day 13 – Woven

She weaves herself into this cloth,
Hair and blood and dreams and tears,
The twists and knots in light and dark
Of loves and hates, of hopes and fears.

Softly the weave entangles me,
Hair and blood and dreams and tears,
Cobweb light, yet woven strong
Of loves and hates, of hopes and fears.

She wraps my heart, my nights, my days,
Hair and blood and dreams and tears,
Till I become the pattern too
Of loves and hates, of hopes and fears.

 

Notes: “Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem about something mysterious and spooky! Your poem could be about something that is mysterious and spooky in a bad way (like a witch), or mysterious and spooky in a good way (possibly also like a witch? It depends on the witch, I guess!) Or just the everyday, mysterious, spooky quality of being alive.” I wanted to suggest a spell or incantation with the repeated lines.

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