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Weavings: A Tapestry in Words
Weavings: A Tapestry in Words
Weavings: A Tapestry in Words
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Weavings: A Tapestry in Words is a reflection of life's beauty, and its wonders. It is an expression of love and appreciation of the imminent beauty of life.

An exquisite collection of poems, Weavings: A Tapestry in Words by Mary Klouse is definitely a must-read for everyone.

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Release dateMar 31, 2015
ISBN9781634174930
Weavings: A Tapestry in Words

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    Weavings - Mary Klouse

    Nature Poems 

    Pine Bough Prayer 

    In a still green sanctuary, 

    Pine trees stand straight as arrows,  

    Reverent and ready 

    To provide a place to pray 

    For those who seek solace. 

    Every needle a listener,  

    Every branch a quiet friend,  

    Its trunk a symbol 

    Of what is strong, 

    Dependable, ever-present, and good. 

    Not solely a place of shelter 

    For small creatures in need of protection, 

    It has become a safe haven 

    For my innermost thoughts, 

    A place to think deeply and dream. 

    Lost in my own paradise, 

    I recall sweet scenarios  

    From the past and  

    Anticipate future wonders 

    But only for a split second— 

    The present moment 

    In this surrounding beauty 

    Is something to be simmered slowly 

    And then savored. 

    In a world of hurry-ups  

    And fast service, 

    This is a gift to myself  

    That I will choose to open again and again… 

    When the man-made world  

    Attempts to swallow me whole  

    And spit out my Spirit 

    I will come here 

    To reclaim Myself. 

    The winds will whisper 

    Affirmations in my ear.  

    I will gather strength  

    From the sturdy trunks.  

    And as I share my Heart,  

    Hugged by the comforting  

    Arms of the pine boughs, 

    The trees will be listening, 

    As always… 

    July 20, 2004 

    Dandelion Dreams 

    Lazy summer mornings, 

    Birds chirping their concerto 

    As bare feet 

    First touch tall, cool stems of grass. 

    Floral garden splendor,  

    A Monet-like painting 

    In a backyard frame 

    As bees and butterflies 

    Flutter in and out of 

    A colorful palette. 

    Ice cold pitchers of lemonade,  

    Thick juicy slices of watermelon  

    And plump red strawberries 

    Sweetened with just a hint of sugar. 

    Hammock heaven 

    As dandelion dreams 

    Offer pleasant ponderings 

    And soulful searching. 

    Sun’s warmth at midday  

    On lotion-laden faces  

    And bare midriffs 

    Marmalade moments 

    When the sweet smell of honeysuckle 

    Stays suspended in 

    Midsummer air 

    Long enough to feel 

    The stillness of summer,  

    Perfecting the art of  

    Doing absolutely nothing 

    Because— 

    Pleasure takes practice… 

    Winter’s Gifts 

    Frosty, lace-patterned 

    Panes of glass 

    Pine boughs,  

    Heavily laden 

    From the last snowfall, 

    Now curtsying to Madam Winter. 

    A quick-footed whitetail deer  

    Bounding gracefully into the woods,  

    Leaving tracks as evidence 

    Of her gentle presence. 

    Sparkles in the snow, 

    A frosty fairy’s frolic 

    With Nature’s glitter. 

    Bright red cardinals  

    Flying in and out of  

    Branches and bushes,  

    Creating a stark contrast  

    To the white stillness. 

    A picture postcard,  

    Beautiful winter moments. 

    Then, the best gift of all,  

    An early morning phone call,

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