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Story Weaver and other poems

Lori Ulrich

Story Weaver

 

a click of knitting needles

multicolored strands take shape

horizons, seas, veins

a road map of ink, stretching

across the page

 

pulsating variations

of blue

make me weep

 

how unexpected

to find the scarf here

on a shelf

in a small town coffee shop

labeled “Gypsy Scarf”

 

enticing, it shakes out waves

they tumble, roll, turn into

bed sheets

warmed by dim-lit candles

two bodies move in, out, around

each other

 

I wear the “Gypsy Scarf” around my neck

hold its story

yarn after yarn

woven

into life’s

colorful threads

***

My wish for You

  • to see
    the book you have written yourself into
    stories of life, choices made,
    loves, loss
    no regrets for the ones that do not work out
    better to live, some say, than dream
    faraway places hold adventure treasures,
    find a book that suits you, with lots of pages,
    blank, waiting to hold your story
    write with pens of different colors, gels and glitter,
    soft shades for the passions you dive into,
    get half way in and retreat
    write about your lovers, those who stay awhile
    and those you wave goodbye to more quickly,
    thank them for the good times as you leave,
    down a new path, new direction
    carefree, just knowing you desire change
    gypsy hearts wander, pack stories into a well worn journal
    leave me wishing it were my life
    pens of color trailing down my book pages

    * * *

 

Composition

on the highway driving to work
I compose

with each rotation of the tires
a line is born

the distant sunrise
awakens

an orchestra
plays my poem
it rises to the trumpet
of early morning
a crescendo

the horn of the truck startles
as I cross the highway midline

my poem
screeches its tires
swerves back
to its own lane
fixes itself
on the road
the music
gone

 

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About Lori Ulrich

Lori Ulrich is an elementary school teacher by day and poet by night. She feels a poem lurking around all corners of life, just waiting to be found. Lori believes the meaning of life is to experience connection. Lori has published two chapbooks with her writers group Sisters Ink, as well as poems in a variety of journals. In Chicken Soup for the Caregivers Soul she has published a story titled "Lianna".

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