Tuesday, September 27, 2016



Banished from genteel yards,
I find her plumes quite glorious -

blazing boldly with arching heaviness,
pendulously draping gravel path.

Inviting me

to linger like the Monarch butterfly
fluttering and flirting upon Autumnal breeze -

to seek asylum in radiant fields
of magical golden fleece.

by Margaret Bednar, September 27, 2016

Linked with "Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - The Tuesday Platform".   One of the many trails and sights along "my" Blue Ridge Parkway mountain trails.  I hope to share many with you.

Thursday, September 22, 2016

"The Rocking Chair"

The Rocking Chair

Tonight's lavender sky and golden hues
of speckled, dancing light have lured me -

find me comforted within curved back
and double scooped seat

as wooden floorboards hypnotize,
rhythmically soothe -

and I, wrapped within knitted afghan,
cradled in memories and fanciful thoughts,

sigh.   I could sit here forever.

by Margaret Bednar, September 22, 2016

Linked with dVerse "Open Link #180"