
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