Patchwork Blanket

Stunning, i really enjoyed reading your poem, wonderful job!

Wow. This is such an original piece. And it's so me. I added this to my favorites. This poem signifies pretty much what my blanket means to me. My grandmother crocheted it, and I have it wrapped around me every night.

I also love the mention of 'tear stained'. It makes me think. When I think of that, it's multidimensional. When I was a child, and I would throw fits, I would cry into my blanket. So the tear stains could signify childhood. Another thing this could mean, for me, is the blanket just being there in hardship. It brings out a childlike quality about the character in this poem. I remember when my grandmother passed away, within the hour, I was up in my room sobbing into this blanket, and since then, I always sleep with it.

I really love this poem. How it didn't get further recognition, I do not understand, but wow. So lovely.

Love the title of this one, very alluring :) The ending was impressive, too, three is nothing like a good blanket that can be the only thing keeping you going during tough times.

Angie I cannot tell you how much I am in love witht his poem. It really touches me because I have this blanket and the description even seems to fit it. I sleep with this blanket and I honestly feel safer waking up when I can touch it and it brings me out of my nightmares and calms me down.

i cannot believe you have written such a simple thing inside this form and pulled it off the way you have! I love it very very much. It is quite a personal poem for me and I thank you for writing it!! xxx

You brought the quilt to life in this poem Ang- gave it beauty... there is nothing better than the feeling of a hand made blanket wrapped around your arms... oh the elegance in this piece is so darn pretty! LOVE IT! It was wonderful to see your beauty shine in this contest Ang <3