Poetry Monday :: Piece of Clothing

Mandagsdigtet er en blogleg, som Mimi fra Messymimi's Meanderings og jeg har overtaget - midlertidigt! - fra Diane, der slapper af og rejser verden rundt med sin mand. Vi håber hun er parat til at tage over igen, når hun kommer hjem.
     Stikordene kommer nu  fra 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts. Det er en Facebook-gruppe, der udgiver et stikord til hver dag i året, men bare rolig, stikordene vil stadig være at finde både her og på Mimis blog.

Dagens stikord er: Et stykke tøj

På engelsk har jeg skrevet en hyldest til det ældste stykke tøj jeg ejer. Jeg fik det forærende en kold og blæsende efterårsdag i 1979 - ja det er gammelt! - det virker endnu, slidt, bevares, og nogle af sømmene er blevet syet igen, men stoffet var helt indtil et ondt stykke ståltråd lavede en lille rift på en cm. sidste sommer. Jeg bruger det stadig i haven, og jeg tror nok det holder nok min tid ud.
     Deter ikke blevet til noget på dansk, beklager, men måske senere ...

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Poetry Monday - what's that? It is a blogging game, that Mimi of Messymimi's Meanderings and I have taken over the hosting duties, mostly the supplying of the prompts - only temporarily we hope - while Diane at On the Border is taking a break for health and relaxation, travelling the world with her husband as far as we can tell.  We just hope she's going to take back over once she returns home.

The prompts now come from 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group. This is a Facebook group with a prompt for each day of the year, but no worries, the prompts will still be here and at Mimi's blog.

Today's prompt is: Piece of Clothing

I was inspired to write an ode to my oldest clothing item. It was given to me a cold and windy autumnal day in 1979 -- really, yes. It's that old -- and I've used it ever since. Some of the sewings have been redone, the fabric's worn, but no holes until a piece of wire caught it this last summer causing a small tear, approximately one cm. I still use it, mostly in the garden, but I suspect it'll outlast me given half a chance.

You are so old, but still you're fine
For many years you have been mine
you fit me still, though I have grown
you are the oldest piece I own

If you could talk, what could you say?
I'd listen to you all the day
You'd been with me to many lands
Seen mountains tall and shining sands.

Been splashed upon in waters cold
and sneaked through customs - you were bold.
You've helped me out, you've worn my load
and more than once you housed a toad.

You've hidden babies, held us warm
kept rain away, seen many storm.
Now you are worn more blue than black
My good old faithful anorak


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taken from the 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group.

Jan 19 Piece of clothing
Jan 26 That one time
Feb 2 Bamboo
Feb 9 Carousel
Feb 16 Plants with berriesb