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Sep 25, 2009
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Felt
FeltThe Connotation of the wordImbued by life’s experiences. FeltA fearful word for the mistreatedBy those handled badly Felt Sullied by improper touch I have overridden the fearThe felt I ride high on is woolTactile,Beauty in the touchRaw emotion in the handling Warm liquid poured on it and caressedGently at firstFirmer as it settles in the handIt becomes hard and formedReady to be sculpted to my hearts desire FeltA word that colours my worldFeeds my soulGives me a reason to find beautyIn ovine creatures.
— seabhac, Sep 25, 2009
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Seren
16 years 8 months ago
Dear Liz
seabhac
16 years 8 months ago
Great that you have a felt tale
hugo la rosa
16 years 8 months ago
Dear Seabhac:
seabhac
16 years 8 months ago
Thanks Hugo
Nordic cloud
16 years 8 months ago
How wonderfully gentle and
seabhac
16 years 8 months ago
Norway is part of my felted heart
Nordic cloud
16 years 8 months ago
How lovely dear Liz
seabhac
16 years 8 months ago
Toving Ann