Hey everyone! I’m having a contest. If you’ll look over to your left, there, you can see that my little dragon ticker has rolled to over 250,000 hits. (You can thank my dad for this, by the way – he pointed it out to me.) And there are prizes!
The winner will receive a copy of every pattern I sell. Second place will get a Toy Bundle, and the third place winner will receive my three accessory patterns (Newsboy, Shooting Starf, and Sweet Cocoa Cloche).
Interested? All you have to do to enter is leave a comment on this post containing a crochet-related poem you have composed. (Also make sure your contact info is accurate. Sometimes I can’t reply to comments because they’ve made a typo in their email.) You can enter as many times as you like, one poem per comment preferred. Contest closes October 31st, 11:59 pm CST.
I look forward to reading your entries!
My crochet haiku.
soothing to the soul
crocheting is comforting
my hooks give me peace
Annette
ravelry-whistler42
Can I crochet?
with a toddler on my lap?
apperntly so
With another toddler wanting to try her sweater on after every row?
apperntly so.
now that the little one is tugging the yarn?
of course I can, hey he untangled it too.
can I crochet?
yes I can.
My hook hand is terribly sore.
I can’t even open a door.
But once it has rest,
(at hubby’s request)
I’m sure I’ll be hookin’ once more!
(Ravelry – AimeeCrochets)
With a string of yarn
I’ll chain a charm
And hook a magic ring
With my hooks from clover
I’ll make something over
And shape it into reverie
(raverly-tjo9)
haiku ode to crochet
one hook
that yarn
bad tv
watchable
Crochet Poem
Roses are Red
Violets are Blue
Single Crochet is Cool
But Double Crochet is Cool X 2.
Looks like the Haiku is already popular! Here is mine.
Hook, yarn, and pattern
My imagination runs
Creating heirlooms
This is a great contest. Thanks for having it.
And now a limerick.
There once was a Happy Hooker from back East
Who wrote a book that was a crochet pattern feast
It taught me that knitting
Isn’t the only thing you can do while sitting
And now I’m a crochet hooking beast
Wake in the morning to check the Pattern of the Day,
Counting down the hours at work till lunch so I can crochet.
With my project bag in tow, off to the break room I go!
My hook in one hand and yarn in another;
I’m at peace like no other.
Talk of yarn, patterns, projects and more,
My friend Esther and I are hookers…. Hardcore!
Yay, grats on all the visitors!
Here’s my haiku crochet entry, yay
I want to crochet
All of those projects I see
My hand is cramping
My fledgling web of dreams,
Looped ’round with coloured string,
And despite the tugging fingers,
Knotting and unwinding together,
The threads beging to take their shape,
In their own rambling way
Merrily meandering toward the time
When they will be (all clipped and tucked)
No longer lonely strings,
But the fiber of some brighter thing.
During a lecture on books,
I spotted a woman with a hook.
I asked her to teach me,
But her reply was crochet-y,
And her yarn gave me a funny look.
This was written by my Dear Hubby-
I Crochet Here
I crochet there
I’ll crochet almost anywhere
With hooks of steel
or hooks of wood
I crochet bad
I crochet good.
Washcloth, facecloth,
dishcloth, vest
Sweater, shawl,
and all the rest.
Before I begin
before I start
I choose a pattern
from the heart.
I really hope
you like this poem
and send your patterns
to my home.
I’ll be grateful
more than you know
The patterns are for my wife.
but my name’s Joe.
Now my writing time’s
at an end.
and hopefully
you’ll be my friend.
Give my wife
the things she needs
and maybe she’ll
be nice to me.
Haiku
Needles or a hook,
the yarn flies through my hands,
ooh look, a dragon!
dog hair
my hair
everywhere –
in every stitch
that I crochet
on everything, I swear!
(In my original poem crochet is spelled and pronounced differently. Rhymes more with stitch!)
fat yarn, tiny string
uniting generations
in complex pattern…
crochet
The weather is again getting colder
And hubby is one more year older
Yet his blanket still sits
Amidst kids’ boisterous fits-
Unfinished.
Knitting is my thing
Crochet I cannot do well
Better I will get
Lnupermom on Rav
three kids
spilled milk
tears?
of course
insanity?
no
i crochet
(if ee cummings crocheted?)
With a hook in one hand
and some yarn in the other
I’ll roll the dice
and see what today’s project will be
Yarn art
Won’t be masterpieces
Without the pieces:
Needles and hooks
Yarns and notions
Witches we are
These are our potions
Everything’s as easy
As letting out a fart
For no reason
For Yarn Art
Is there for all seasons
Happy Halloween!! ;D
Well, I wish I could enter, but there is no way I can write a poem. Couldn’t do in college and can’t do it now. Oh well, at least I found you blog and now I can have a look-see.
Rain on the window.
Clover hook in hand
ch1, yo,dc, repeat
All bring
Visions of holiday gifts complete.
Lorrie on Crochetville
Lorried on Ralvery.
Comfy afghans
Reading patterns
Obsessing over delicious yarn
Collecting patterns and yarn I might never use
Hats are my favorite projects to make
Exploring new techniques
Thinking about finishing unfinished projects and starting new ones
Is what CROCHET means to me!
I like to crochet
it makes me happy and sad.
Crocheting is fun!
This haiku is compliments of my brilliant hubby, Matt!! I’m so proud. He really does crochet.
Hey, my name is Crochet,
Look at what I have to say.
Come hook with me,
And see all you can be.
Hey, my name is Crochet,
Have a yarn delicious day!
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