my quilted existence

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    my quilted existence

     

    A series of pieces tediously sewn together 

    Bunches of fabric-overlapping one another.

    Meshing together as one.

    My life experiences hand stitched,

    Machine Washed.

    Bleached, ripped.

    My quilted existence-covers my soul.

    Warms my memories.

    Patch-worked in an uneven fashion.

    Patterned in a series of blurred events.

    A couple rips,

    A couple tares here and there.

    Over worn. Beaten. 

    Battered. Laying on top of my body.

    Protecting my present state of mind with all my past endeavors,

    Unfinished and frayed,

    For events are still unfolding. Uncovering themselves.

    A series of tediously sewn together pieces,

    Forming a big protective blanket.

    One that covers all my past mistakes,

    Expanding as i grow. Wearing out as i age.

     My life experiences hand stitched.

    Imperfect. uneven. 

    My fingers bleed.

    My hands over worked.

    My thoughts beautifully intertwined with golden thread.

    My quilted existence covers my soul,

    Protects my former battle wounds.

    Shields me from further injury,

    My quilted existence covers my soul.

    And one day might just tell an interesting story.

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    frazel5 commented on my quilted existence

    12-24-2009

    wow. This is beautiful! So much emotion in this one piece. Well done! -scurries off to read more- ~the fraz
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    DeepEclipse commented on my quilted existence

    10-07-2009

    Damn that was vivid. The beauty of the golden thread mixed with the rips and tears of the tribulations along the path. Tied to a metaphor of the fabric. You played the parallel well. Easily visioned the connection between you and the fabric.
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    blanket commented on my quilted existence

    08-09-2009

    Very mature writing for your age. It has my name in it, so that's always a plus. I do like the metaphor of the quilt. It does sing. One small error, probably a typo, tares for tears. But otherwise a great read!
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    muttman1 commented on my quilted existence

    07-20-2009

    i can relate to these feelings and appreciate the way you wrote it. you are very good at expression and i will make sure to read everything you have written
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    Artie commented on my quilted existence

    07-17-2009

    I like the depth of this. It shows how many of us feel.
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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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