Sunday, April 20, 2014

"Cardinal Red"

      gate, the start of
< our lOrd's passion,
     Palm Sunday Mass,
      the votive Mass of the 
        Precious Blood, martyrdom
          of the apostles, all but John, and
          special feast days of martyrs who've
            given their lives so one may believe. Yet red
              also symbolizes the love of God, a burning flame sent
                on Pentacost, tongues of fire dancing above beloved apostles - flames coming to rest
                  upon their head. For enlightenment that would lead to death - and life everlasting
                     Red for confirmation; becoming part of the living fire.   Red for votive Masses 
                       of the Holy Spirit.  Red vestments are worn to awaken the faithful to a 
                           sense of sacred time.  A visible way to present the holy, the
                              mystery made visible, a means to help celebrate a 
                                  love for Father, Son, and the Holy Spirit.
                                     I'm named for the red robes worn by
                                          the Roman Catholic cardinals.
                                              View my fiery beauty, 
                                              hear my vibrant song.
                                                 h                  h                
                                                 a                  a
                                                 l                   l
                                                 l                   l
                                                 e                  e
                                                 l                   l
                                              ujah!              ujah!

This is for "Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Mini Challenge for Easter Sunday" - a concrete or shape poem.  It's not so much a poem, but what red stands for in the Catholic Church.  I'm strapped for time this weekend and I hope to come back and rephrase it a bit to make it a bit more "musical" or poetic.

For the month of April, I am participating in NaPoWriMo2014 or National Poetry Writing Month.  The website is HERE.

In celebration of this year's challenge, I will be giving away a free book of my poetry.  If you are interested in participating in this drawing, please click the red logo at the top of my side bar and leave your name and a means to reach (blog, email, etc) you in the comment section.


Saturday, April 19, 2014

"Love Struck"

Love Struck

Through the tulips
I croon, of life, of love,
of strummed spring showers
where we danced tip toe.

Falcetto highs, baritone lows…

blow kisses to one I loved,
pluck scarlet path and croon
of life, of loss,
throw myself over a c
                                     black heart. 

by Margaret Bednar, April 19, 2014

A Turkish legend may be responsible for the red tulip's symbolism.  The story goes that a prince named Farhad was love struck by a maiden named Shirin.  When Farhad learned that Shirin had been killed, he was so overcome with grief that he killed himself riding his horse over the edge of a cliff.  It's said that the scarlet tulip sprang up from each droplet of his blood, giving the red tulip the meaning of "perfect love".

This is for "Imaginary Garden with Real Toads with Sam Edge"  He called for Avant-garde poetry, inspired by e. e. cummings.  So completely different from my writing.   Wished I'd had more time to give this some thought - but this is what I came up with in ten minutes.