God has said ( Read more... )

Only the back of your Holy Head ( Read more... )

Lay me down on a snow whilte bower ( Read more... )

Pink and green varigated
fingering weight spills
from the shlf of the coat
closet. The final row
of ruffles unravels;
the layette packed
haphazard after
a second trimester
heartache.

Anxious knitting is tight and pulled

Circular needles fammed ( Read more... )

The Fair Isle children
hold hands for the dance
The twisting commences
As strands are woven
right side, wrong
Knit together with motifation,
a Navy, A White
so crisp, so sharp
Their song calls the needle
garters front to back;
Sleeves, left and right
Purls of love
for a Grandchild