Double Wedding Ring Quilt: Poem 23 of 30

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National Poetry Month:  Poem 23 of 30

 My students have been collecting ideas for poetry in their writer's notebooks.  This week we were talking about some of our favorite things.  I was reminded of this quilt (and my grandma who made it).  We will soon take some of these ideas and turn them into poems.  I thought I'd get started here.  



Double Wedding Ring Quilt 
Material
collected from
outgrown dresses
worn out pants
fabric pieces
salvaged.

Carefully stitched
together
by caring hands
piece by piece
stitch by stitch
day by day.

Sewn patterns
circles entwined
no beginning
no end
interlocked
accepting.

Pieces joined
useful once again
as the quilter
brings them together
one quilt
one new story.

© Cathy L. Mere



A Little Quilt History




Comments

  1. Stacey ShubitzApril 23, 2013 at 9:11 PM

    Mmmmm. I love this quilt and the poem that accompanies it. I used to quilt (i.e., I learned how to do it over 20 years ago) and wish I had kept up with it. I'd love to create something like this out of my daughter's baby clothes. Maybe some day...

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  2. Amy RuddApril 24, 2013 at 3:28 AM

    Cathy,
    I haven't been able to read all of your poems, but I love the sentiment here in this one! The special quilt that you shared about in the poem has its own story too...more stories within stories! So many layers...
    Also, congrats on completing the poetry writing challenge! I know you'll make it. Way to go!
    Thanks for being such an inspiration!

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