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Cashmere Comforter

November 2, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

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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  1. diana says

    November 3, 2011 at 12:32 am

    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!

    • Sandra says

      November 3, 2011 at 9:52 am

      I took this somewhere between Michigan and St. Louis. 🙂

      I a bit weirded out, too. 🙂

  2. Sheila says

    November 3, 2011 at 9:16 am

    “spun by sacred hands”

    Just beautiful, Sandy!

    • Sandra says

      November 3, 2011 at 9:53 am

      Thank you, my friend.

      • Sheila says

        November 3, 2011 at 9:57 am

        Thank YOU!

  3. S. Etole says

    November 3, 2011 at 12:43 pm

    Sinking into the softness of your words.

    • Sandra says

      November 5, 2011 at 12:51 am

      🙂

  4. Duane Scott says

    November 4, 2011 at 7:27 pm

    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!

    • Sandra says

      November 5, 2011 at 12:51 am

      Thanks, Duane! I love to know–it’s a great encouragement. 🙂

  5. Cecilia Marie Pulliam says

    November 5, 2011 at 6:52 pm

    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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