BESPOKEN (i)

A new year and new projects to dabble in.

I win competitions sometimes, with my stories, and when I do I think I should do something good with the money and sometimes I give some away to charitable causes. I saw an idea recently, online, and it was asking to be supported, financially, so I thought 'why not?' And I did. It's a project about writing and tailoring and it's called BESPOKEN. It's here if you want to look - they need more backers:

http://www.zequs.com/campaign/bespoken#.Utgd-v1tcy4

And they sent me by return a prompt to get me writing and I wrote a poem straight off - and I don't usually do poems, don't never, and it might not be much good, but here it is all the same.

FRAYED AT THE EDGES

Fury's tempered cold steel blade

cuts and cuts,

makes sharp and neat

an incision,

cloth spoiled,

fingered and fretted,

threads pulled

till everything unravels;

a soft jagged edge

feathered and frayed,

strands unpicked,

a scruffy lip-torn labial gape

and threads broken,

cloth un-clothed

pattern unpatterned

leaving an unsuitable suit
and a wedding unwedded.