CRIMSON DREAMS

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I’ve been in Birmingham today, the place where I was born…quite a long time ago!

Where Primark now stands in vulgar glory  there used to be a posh department store called Marshall and Snelgrove. I was handy with the sewing machine and I remember buying some corduroy material which was richly patterened with crimson paisley swirls. I set about making a zip up jacket which I still have to this day. It brought me some good luck,  I met one of my better behaved boyfriends whilst wearing it. My luck ran rather thin after that -but that’s another story!
CRIMSON DREAMS

I loved that paisley jacket

With its crimson  twirls and swirls,

I’d made it to my own design –

Stood out from other girls!

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I wore  it to a party

-It was many years ago-

And I met a handsome fellow

Who set my heart aglow.

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We danced away the evening,

And  we  frolicked through the years,

Until the crimson twirls and swirls

Just vanished  in to tears.

Oh dear!

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About rhymebydesign

Mother, grandmother, mainstream poet and short story writer. Started off in life as a teacher, but then moved out of the classroom in to educational administration. Curious about what makes people tick, including my own tickings! I enjoy long walks, thought provoking books, theatre and leading a simple life. I offer a customised poetry writing service for any occasion you might like to mark. Contact me at rhymebydesign@hotmail.com for a quick quote.

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  1. I have just discovered your writing and poetry. It is a breath of fresh air. I belong to a reading group in Tasmania -I’m very pleased one of our members introduced your work. I look forward to more
    Rose

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