Poem -

Fat Quarter

Fat Quarter under construction

Fat Quarter

Fat Quarter
I ought to..
slaughter
who thought of..
Fat Quarters.
Fabric to -
mind the quality
and not..
the width.
Give me an inch..
and a yard..
I will pinch.
I am a Fat Quarter
personified.
nothing to hide..if
it's on display in
the shop window..
it's for sale..or rent.
But don't touch
nor alter..
what you can't afford..
your cloth should be cut
to suit your garment..
Fat Quarter..
I love that word.

 

Like 1 Pin it 1
Support CosmoFunnel.com

Support CosmoFunnel.com

You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal.

Log in to leave a comment.
Poem -

near miss

near miss

Near Miss

They said children are starving
in 63..
I was five and cried for Africa ..I...

Poem -

Gone

I can't access my words .
that a wrote when..
I was feeling absurd..
They've vanished...

Poem -

Corporal Punishment

Corporal Punishment

Bubbles'were not invented
during COVID..
I had my own ' bubble'
in 64 at school......

Latest poems in Freestyle

Poem -

Not fair

Not comfortable wuth this all the time

Poem -

Not fair

Why is it here
not comfortable with ur all the time

not fair

Poem -

The river rides

the river rides

Itself in swirly foam
Rushing rapid trying trying

Trying to get home...

Advertise on CosmoFunnel.com