https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/04/28/ragtag-sunday-warp/

 

 

 

The Quilted Loom

 

In an abandoned open lot with an empty battlefield grazing behind it the Gingery Burnt Orange hair Sienna  skinned Weaver sits at her Loom.

 

 

People passing by alongside the adjoining sidewalks were totally oblivious save for the dozens of Calicos wandering to and fro between aspects of scenery.

 

Weaving Knitting Needles, Silken cacophonies of Symphonies, Singing Satin Brocade Ballads, and Crocheted mittens, rugs, tapestries, curtains, draperies, silken robes,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

 

The Weaver’s arms set a Frenetic pace birthing galaxies, solar systems Whirling out into distant dimensions. Hurtling through time and space.

 

She had to hurry before those three hags returned. Especially disturbing was the Cackling Crone with the shears.  No vermin that foul should have the power of life and death. Each harridan who cloaks composed of silent screaming emerging faces crying out in unheard agonies.

 

Falling Stars and Meteors

 

Parasols clanged with Umbrellas fighting to grow into Spears, swords, Bows and arrows

Delusion and Illusion were flung out into the Abyss

 

Double Fold in the Ears.  Click Clack.  Click Clack.

 

Out flew words, sentences, paragraphs and phrases from every language and worldly alphabet Calendars, days, weeks, months and years flew forth whipping by that any passersby would have been violently slapped if in the pathway The came the faces of Goddess/God Swirling, Twirling, Spinning, Revolved, Jumping Leaping into the Arms of the Beloved…………

 

Kali reached out with multiply arms to grab all defectors.  Banishing them to Eternal Limbo in Purgatory 

 

The Mystical Arms of the Seed of Abraham Join Forces in Homage to Yemaya Oshun Jumping in and out of the Sacred Circle Each one grabs a thread intertwining round the Banyon & Bodhi  Trees

 

Levitating and Pirouetting in ecstatic ecstasy

 

Turtles and Trees know the true story

 

Mighty Oaks, Sturdy Sequoias, and wistful Palms sprung up with ease sheltering the dancers from the burning sun and blowing hot Sirocco  sandy Harmattan

 

Bonnetted Women Blew in from Dusky Shore line Forests selling their wares to thirsty travelers.

 

 

https://dancingpalmtrees.com/2017/03/25/red-forest-man-meets-yemaya-oshun/