Fabric 1

A synthetic poem
           a tissue of words
that I find within me
           the reds of passion
in all their shifting shades
           woven upon a web
of blacks and whites
           and one colour dripping
into another
           here clear here opaque
a pigmented narrative
           latent with mystery
laid thickly or scraped
           to the bone
the interplay
           of light and dark
text upon textile
           a soul laid bare

John Lyons