Needle & Thread
A slight
Tear on my
Shoulder
Seams
Sown
Are starting
To fall apart
Don’t touch
Don’t play
Pull
That loose
Thread
I will
Unravel
And quickly spread
Coming
Undone
Oh fuck, look
What a mess
And I’ve run out
Of needles and
Thread
Comments
Lynn Hamilton
Sat 17th Oct 2015 17:42
Hi David
Thanks for reading and commenting. Much appreciated. x
Lynn, this is so good, so effective, do go back and fix 'sewn', not 'sown' which means 'to scatter seeds'. Probably a simple typo.
this poem inspired my latest piece which i have just posted. hope it does it some justice. obviously its me, so its batshit and barely like the original, but i have tried to run with the same feeling of coming undone. thanks lynn, i was struggling this morning but you have given me inspiration. thats the greatest gift one poet could give to another!
Lynn Hamilton
Sat 17th Oct 2015 11:35
Hi Stu. Thanks for your comments and the fact that I've managed to create that image and link really does make be chuffed! Since writing, the song Neddles and Pins has popped into my head and I think I may struggle to get rid of a while and its starting to annoy me x
great imagery lynn! its dark and surreal, like tim burton imbued with sexual tension and marital strife. it reminds me a lot of this;
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8rivTGBzBMM
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Lynn Hamilton
Sat 17th Oct 2015 17:43
Hi Cynthia
Thank you for reading and commenting but I have decided not to change the poem. I have my own rule that once I blog I do not go back and edit. In this case, I think it also shows that either;
It opens up the piece to be read in a different way and I am now looking at it differently, or
It is ok to make mistakes
Lynn