Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Robery D'Oyley Alive and Well.

Gentle Doily
17th C London Draper
Protecting wood from crockery
Designed by genteel hands and

Gentle Doily
London wooly Draper.
A delicate crochet.
Perfumed by gentle petals 
Feathering a world a fray

I love the doilies in my room
I love the stories they behold
Designed on futon chairs in spring
Resembling snowflakes in the wind.

Hold onto d'oyles my dear friends
Three shilling cloths, for ol Robery D'Oyley.
Table cloths at St Michaels' feast
Mats accustomed to embroidering whims.

A doily centerpiece, of time revered.
Adopting lands
Both far and near and fair young Lassies,
In creating them.

A Lady's Life


George said...

This is both a beautiful dolly and a wonderful poem.

A Lady's Life said...

Thanks George

A Free Spirit Butterfly said...

I love how they resemble snowflakes. I love this particular color. My Lady, you are indeed gifted with many talents.

Love you!

A Lady's Life said...

Thanks Butterfly.
I find so many beautiful doilies out there to make but the work is not easy to do with a small crochet hook.
Some people do amazing work.

Rob-bear said...

I thought this might leader us to Richard D'Oyly Carte, and his opera house. But, no; something more intricate than opera.

A Lady's Life said...

Rob Bear - every thing ties to everything else.
I am a flower child and I guess I never changed.
I believe in beauty, gentleness, love. I abhore cruelty and truly believe in the equality, not just of men but the spirit of this planet and why we were given it to live and survive in.
No man has the answer as to why we exist. No prophet has a dream that is the answer to everything.
We are all here to learn and progress. We will learn and still die fools.