blues transpose
against each other,
broken into
patterns, as
threads barely stitched into air
become one with sky—

a shadow
rests lightly, almost
disturbances in the web–
summoning futures,

the castings
of circumstances–
eyes glinting
like mirrored
kismetic intersections
of orbiting moons

A shadroma quadrille for dVerse, where Merril has given us the word mirror.

52 thoughts on “enmeshed

  1. Of all the patterns in nature I respond to, nothing quite packs the wonder of a web. Like your shadorma, your first embroidery seems to capture the light as if through water droplets. I love your tiny cosmic weaver as well. Something mischievously Anansi-like about those eyes!

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