The Weaver

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The Weaver

Thread over
Thread under
Row after row
It comes and goes
this way and that way

Instinctively I collect materials
A masterpiece takes planning
and much thought
With my inherent skills 
I am a dream weaver

The fruits of my labor
begin to take shape
A hanging garden home
Complete and ready
for its open house

I am an architect 
I am an artist
I am a weaver
I am a weaverbird


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Kim from Writing in North Norfolk blog is hosting D'Verse tonight and has
prompted us to write about animal abodes.  I have always been fascinated with
the Weaver Bird and his undeniable talent.  I hope you enjoy the poem and the video.

Published by Christine Bolton

I have been writing poetry since I was a child and it has helped in the good times and bad times. I am always looking within to find the answers to life's problems and to write thought-provoking poetry and prose. Thanks for checking it out. Christine

20 thoughts on “The Weaver”

  3. Absolutely fascinating Christine! Thznk you for introducing me to this little feathered creator… 🙂✌🏼🫶🏼

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  4. I’ve heard of the weaver but have never seen one or its beautiful nest, Christine. I love the way you describe the way it weaves, similar to the way humans weave and knit – that is where humans got the idea from, I think. I especially like the way you wove the dream weaver into your poem.

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    1. Thanks Kim. This little bird trying over and over to get it started and then eventually he’s made a home to attract his mate. It is so sweet ☺️💕

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