Spindle

Her stick with a weight on it 
weaves your clouds and clear skies,

plays with roving water vapour,
as she pulls it gets thinner

weight of you spins around
your centre and as you twist

your roving world you're a weaver
she controls your clouds

rate of spin.

For Kathy Jacobs one lined poetry prompt, “spin.”

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