Showing posts with label my stuff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label my stuff. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

My Etsy Shop


Okay, you may notice a different widget on the sidebar there -->

I posted a bunch of my handmade items for sale on my Etsy shop, since the holidays are coming around.

I also do custom work (see my plastic canvas post for last Halloween) for pretty much anything that can be made using plastic canvas and yarn. I have hundreds of patterns and there are many more online, so if you are looking for something unique and different for yourself or for a gift, give it some thought.

I take time and do my best when crafting an item.

Here's what is for sale right now:


Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Old Haunts

Old Haunts

I quietly enter a home oft visited
My grandmother's small cottage
The rooms are all so vivid today
In this long-gone place of yesterday

I sit in the backseat at the drive-in
With cars lined up side-by-side
Now, that lot is empty and gray
The movie stars long gone away

I walk the aisles of an old store
A place I worked so long ago
I see shelves with the items they bore
However this space exists no more

I pace a floor, crying child in hand
Trying not to wake another
Yet that nursery is now a den
And those children grown men

Too many of our old buildings
Stand no longer in this world
Existing now not of brick or steel
Only in memory, no longer unreal

Looking about the spaces of my now
Longing for the rooms of my then
Without a pause, I jaunt
Into my head, an old beloved haunt

Joseph Mello
7.17.2009

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Back and Forth, Back and Forth

She sits, her sewing in hand
Studiously working the pattern
Pondering problems with every stitch
The needle goes
Back and Forth
Back and Forth

She swings, outside on the porch
Turning over worries and fears
Sifting through the day
As her body sways
Back and Forth
Back and Forth

She stops, the sewing in her lap
And looks up at the trees
Remembering lost people and places
As wind weaves through the leaves
Back and Forth
Back and Forth

She sees, a noiseless bird soar by
Smiling at this gentle creature
Her mind slows, her nerves relax
The bird returns to the tree
Back and Forth
Back and Forth

She sits, slowly swinging
Enjoying the breeze, the bird singing
Her mind at peace, for now, at least
She picks up her needle
Back and Forth
Back and Forth

Joseph Mello
7.13.2009