Patchwork Quilt

A little poem for your lazy Sunday

Patchwork Quilt

I am a patchwork quilt today

My hem, a gem in battling stitch

Each relic of me called to dance

As bonny baby, maiden, witch

Each square, a mile of fairy tale

Jewel jaws and emerald tide

Princes blistered from my hail

Silk roads that caused fixed paths to slide

In velvet dungeon, brocade maze

I shrugged burnt sugar from my spine

Basked in marvel as a cat

Checking lives off, from my nine

The spread is vast, each patch my past

There’s opulence and tattered fray

But til life fabric’s worn and lost

I add the next, rich, this new day