From My Hook

From my hook these flowers bloom-

Scattered now around my room.

Bullion buds and angel wings

Petal pink, how my heart sings!

Lace and silk and ribbons dance-

In loops and circles in my hands.

Yarns poof and swirl before my eyes!

Now how about a butterfly?

What comes next? A gathering

of crocheted fun and beads and string.

Hours pass. My fingers fumble-

But now at last: A garden scrumble!

(Scrumble includes silk and cotton fibers accented with pearl, crystal, and gold-filled beads; I sculpted the butterfly from

polymer clay.)

Diane Olsen

Dunellen, NJ USA