My Mother’s Scarf: a poem

This acrostic tells you what you should do (https://kblog.blog/2023/05/24/oracle/)

Open the word list; allow the words to
roll around in your mind for awhile.  Pay
attention to the ones that jump out, that
correspond to intuition.  Observe;
listen; rearrange.  Coherence can be
encouraged, but best to follow Her lead.

With the Random Word Generator

Alongside the vase my mother did love
a unique silky scarf lay on top of a glove
It rested there currently waiting to lay
across skinny shoulders, under wisps of hair gray

With dazzling crystals glued deep in each fold
The salvage of cloth was undoubtedly old
Not majestic in size nor robust in color
The flimsy fabric was just perfect for her.

©2023 CBialczak

The easiest way to get my creative juices flowing is to start at the beginning of the list and see what comes to mind.

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