Royal Purple Poets....

December 2004

From the desk of "The Happy Poet"...

from the Patchwork Quilter Newsletter from the St. Andrew's Bay
Quilters, in Panama City Beach, Florida.
So Much A Part Of Life…
 the cutting mat

I see it now, this quilt of mine,
Although it lies in heaps of cloth
Upon the cutting mat.

Its pattern rests within my mind
But in my hand it slowly grows,
Using the cutting mat.

With slice of cloth, I now begin
To sew two strips edge next to edge
From off the cutting mat.

It takes all day, or even two,
Before the quilt takes shape at last,
Placed on the cutting mat.

The top, with blocks arranged just so,
Is sandwiched with a batt and back
Next to the cutting mat.

This quilt will go to one in need
Of extra loving care and deed,
Signed on the cutting mat.

It all begins, this quilt of mine
And ends next to that sheet of green,
My stalwart cutting mat.

Today I'm A Happy Poet

"Think God Is A Quilter"
author unknown

I think God is a quilter who takes His needle and thread
To piece our world from nothingness and give it form, instead.

I think God is a quilter and everything I see,
Are pieces from His careful hand from tree to bumblebee.

I think we see God's stitches and His textures everywhere;
The velvet moss, the grainy sand and the silky strands of hair.

I think God is a quilter stitching tight and tiny rows,
Adding to my scraps and pieces, seaming everything He knows.

I think he cuts the patterns from what I've throw away.
He shows me how to use each scrap in His redeeming way.

I think God quilts a pattern from everything I live;
But he can only stitch the quilt from what I choose to give.

I think God is a quilter stitching strength where I am weak.
Showing me that life He touches embraces everything I seek.

I think God is a quilter from the patience in each thread;
Proving the length of time no barrier treating time a gift, instead.

I think quilts are lessons God uses just to teach,
That our pieces and our remnants have kaleidoscopic reach.

So, in the life I'm living with pieces every-where;
I'll give them to the Quilter to stitch with loving care.

I'll give them to the Quilter unworthy though they be
And with His work of quilting he'll make a quilt of me.

~~~
 

Scientific Study Reveals Hypnotizing Effect

A recent study has indicated that fabric gives off certain Pheromones, that actually hypnotize women and cause them to purchase ungodly amounts.

When stored in large quantities in enclosed spaces, the Pheromones (in the fabric) cause memory loss and induce the nesting syndrome (similar to the one squirrels have before the onset of winter, i.e. storing food), therefore perpetuating their species, and not having a population loss due to their kind being cut up into pieces and mixed with others. Sound tests have also revealed that these fabrics emit a very high-pitched sound, heard only by a
select few of breed of women known as 'quilters'.

When played backwards on an LP, the sounds are heard as chants 'buy me, cut me, sew me!".   In order to overcome the so-called 'feeding frenzy effect' that these fabrics cause, one must wear a face mask when entering a storage facility and use ear plugs to avoid being pulled into their grip. (One must laugh, however, at the sight of customers in a fabric store, with WW2 army gas masks and headphones!).  Studies have also indicated that aliens have inhabited the earth, helping to spread the effect that these fabrics have on the human population.  They are  called FABRIC STORE CLERKS.

It's also been my experience that these same Pheromones cause a pathological need to secret these fabric purchases away when taken home (or at least blend them into the existing stash), and when asked by a significant other if the fabric is new, the reply is "I've had it for a while".

(Originally published in August 1997 in the Western North Carolina Quilters Guild Newsletter)

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