Patchwork History
written by: Johnch
That woollen camel coloured coat found
Loitering in my local thrift shop
Ignored in its scrunched destitution—
Just what I needed for my patchwork quilt.
Bought, scissored to just the right shapes.
There in the lining,
A letter from a destitute, in blotted black—Letterhead, Fleet Debtor Prison
Instructions to solicitors,
Podleigh & Son, Batman Street Melbourne.
Sell:
Sheep from Patterson’s run
Two draft horses but not my gun
The dray and its load of hay
Complete by first of May.
NOTE:
Based on the Prompt – The Last Letter
John writes poetry as a means of capturing the roaming sentences that spring to mind at any time often a reaction to his environment at the time. His poetry blog - Underlined on WordPress.
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