Sketchbook  Kim Hambric, US     2

 

Quilt Inspired Poetry

 

Indigo Evening

 

 

Free Verse Blue Bells so long ago . . . I can see my sister and I dancing barefoot in the park the bluebells tickling our toes   Betty Kaplan, US

 

 

Free Verse popsicle toes remembering cold nights with my sister - her hogging the quilt, wearing socks to bed while I heated up through anger wearing socks to bed! I was aghast at the very thought, preferring the cold crisp feel to starched sheets - her feet wandered as she sprawled by morning she and I having stopped speaking by midnight were snuggled nose to nose our anger forgotten I smile now thinking about those times while my fingers are occupied pulling socks onto my feet beneath flannel sheets at bedtime

 

 

Haiku a tiny stitch— the rebirth of an indigo horizon Terra Martin, CA

 

 

Free Verse nature's palette paints jungle blooms iridescent each colour accents the wonders found beneath the evening sky     the nighttime air is rich with exotic scents as orchids bloom each petal's loving caress dust under moonlight Trish Shields, CA

 

 

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