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June 30, 2006
I Sit Here
The latest Amazing Lace challenge is The Poetry Challenge. Trellis, having very little to do these days, set out to write a poem about her feelings on life in general.
I sit here
wound into a ball
hope in my soul
yet no needle in sight
I sit here
soft and fine
cashmere and light
a dream come true
I sit here
a piece of the puzzle
waiting for use
waiting for love
I'm sensing some depression and lonliness. I haven't forgotten about my pretty Trellis, but I have to finish the Noni bag before I can give her the attention she deserves. The carpet bag is about half done (I've used 4 of the 8 balls of Cascade) and I have a nice long weekend ahead. I want to work on Butterfly and spinning as much as possible, but I'm meeting a friend for some knitting tomorrow and the carpet bag will come along. Trellis may be seeing some love before too long.
Comments
poor trellis has the blues
Posted by: yahaira at June 30, 2006 10:11 AM
Awww poor Trellis so sad and lonely, maybe I should send Icarus out to cheer her up. She's pretty lonely lately too.
Have a great looonnnnnggggg weekend.
Posted by: Rebekah at June 30, 2006 10:37 AM
At least Trellis isn't brown. That should give her something to smile about.
Posted by: Carole at June 30, 2006 10:38 AM
For a second there, I thought you were going to tell us you were knitting the bobble blue sweater. Poor Trellis, its time will come soon.
Posted by: Angela at June 30, 2006 10:40 AM
Great poem! I'm sure Trellis understands that in knitting, "you're either in, or you're out," as Heidi Klum would say. I'm sure she'll be back "in" in no time, so that should cheer her up. : )
Posted by: Carolyn at June 30, 2006 10:43 AM
Don't let her stay lonely for too long. You never know when she'll up and leave you for someone who cares;-)
Posted by: margene at June 30, 2006 11:11 AM
what a sad poem for such beautiful yarn! :) time to show her some love.
Posted by: gleek at June 30, 2006 11:31 AM
If we could just figure out how to put more hours in the day and more days in the week, we could get all this knitting done and our waiting projects wouldn't have to be sad.
Posted by: Stephanie at June 30, 2006 11:38 AM
I love your poem, its awesome! Hope you have a great long weekend :-)
Posted by: Diana at June 30, 2006 12:33 PM
Such a sad but great poem. Trellis is quite the poet! I hope all of your projects find their way to your hands. :)
Posted by: mari at June 30, 2006 2:02 PM
That is a great poem . . . but, does it sound to you like our lace projects have been comparing notes? (grin)
Posted by: --Deb at June 30, 2006 4:06 PM
I love how the model on the cover of IK looks like she's going "tsk, tsk" because you aren't working on Trellis. Hee!
Posted by: Becky at July 1, 2006 3:59 AM
Trellis is a very literate ball of yarn ;)
Posted by: Lolly at July 1, 2006 7:40 PM
Why are people (and shawls, of course) always inspired to think in verse when feeling down? Trellis is quite articulate, however.
Posted by: Theresa at July 2, 2006 10:29 PM
Aaawh... a sad little verse, and such a lovely fiber too... I hope you are having a great holiday weekend.
Posted by: Birdsong at July 3, 2006 4:30 PM
Trellis, I'm sure you'll appreciate it more given that you've had to wait so long.
Posted by: Abi at July 4, 2006 4:55 AM
