Cashmere Comforter
Gray billows of cashmere
spun by sacred hands
whipped cream
piled soft
heaven’s comforter.
A simple response to a T.S. Poetry Press call for cashmere poems.
Photo taken from an airplane.
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Ya know, sometimes I get just a little bit weirded out by the similarities between us. I took pictures of clouds out the plane window between Tennessee and Texas. But…I generally don’t even attempt poetry. And this is perfect. Thank you!
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I took this somewhere between Michigan and St. Louis.
I a bit weirded out, too.
“spun by sacred hands”
Just beautiful, Sandy!
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Thank you, my friend.
Thank YOU!
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Sinking into the softness of your words.
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I never know what to do Sandra, when I take something from your site and put it on mine. If I tell you, it sounds like I’m letting you know, “Hey, I did a good thing.”
But I feel like I SHOULD tell you so you can go over there and see the comment I always post with them.
So you tell me.
Tell you? Or let it be a surprise?
I just loved this post!
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Thanks, Duane! I love to know–it’s a great encouragement.
You have hit all the comfort zones. Beautifully done! I am at once hungry, sleepy and wrapped in His comfort. Which all equals a happy soul.
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