Weavers Poems - Poems about Weavers

There are people who I love to hate that live inside my heart They thread me in then knot me up new patterns in the dark To make my world a thicker braid than those who fawn and swoon And stitch the flame ...Read the rest...

Was the petite faerie truly caught or was was staying in the web her choice? The curious puffed up spider hesitated upon seeing her in his web. Her face reflected an anticipation, not a bit of...Read the rest...

weaver’s spindle fulls the cloth teasel Note: Scottish thistles were once used by weavers as spindles....Read the rest...

Lay your head down to rest on the desk of sooth stones and mild rock formations and I will caress your eyelids to veil your eyes towards sweet slumber, just pause It will be just like...Read the rest...

Shakespeare’s Bottom is a weaver, Spider is a weaver, Weaver bird is a weaver Nature and God are interwoven for ever. Threads are...Read the rest...

Little child Your tiny hands hold a little flower Delicately, you start weaving a story about peace In your gentleness, you understand how happiness works It is the sanctuary of warm softness in the heart Free of all clouds and...Read the rest...

Orb weavers begin with a single thread, And then spins an orb of silk so fine. A wondrous intricate design is weaved, Resembling wheels with spokes throughout. A spider's prey in sticky threads, Twisting and turning to free itself. To no...Read the rest...