Sunday, July 1, 2012

Magpie Tales #124 "Purging" & IGWRT's Kerry's Wednesday Challenge & Poetry Jam

Ophelia by Odilon Redon

Purging

I wish
for a lone teardrop;

a final vision, reflected
of our summertide heat.

Between my fingertips
I'll crush

spine tingling endearments
and heaven's hands,

toss your abandonment
towards darkened sky.

Blow, blow,
though winter wind,

freeze these eyes,
purify this heart,

for all seasons
must come to an end.

by Margaret Bednar, Art Happens 365, July 1, 2012

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This is for The Mag #124 the challenge is to write a poem to the photo provided above.

Also linked with Poetry Jam -Mood Swings.

I also linked this to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Kerry's Wednesday Challenge (Very) Old School.  The challenge to find a phrase or quote from Shakespeare and write a poem.  The phrase I used is:  Blow, blow, though winter wind.


20 comments:

Daniel LaFrance said...

It is a slippery slope to interpret another's poetic writing.

I sense mixed messages of power, control and pain. But... I could be wrong.

Kerry O'Connor said...

This is just beautiful, Margaret. Rooted in the Shakespeare but a stand alone poem in its own right too. Thoroughly enjoyed by this reader.

Brian Miller said...

nice...this is tight magaret....great use of language to set the mood for this...between the fingertips i will crush...love that line...

Mary said...

I enjoyed the 'moody' meditative, reflective quality of this poem.

Daydreamertoo said...

Ahh.. she is resigned to her fate because of his rejection and yet, she still clings to that little bit of hope with the 'freezing these eyes and purifying his heart' She still sees the good. :)
Lovely interpretation Margaret.

Grace said...

This is lovely Margaret ~ I like that moment of awakening and finding our way out of a darkened sky ~

(aka Heaven)

Ginnie said...

I can't even begin to imagine all these challenges you are part of, Margaret! You amaze me!

Helen said...

Rising to one challenge is tricky .. combining all three? Masterful!!

Berowne said...

I always like to see Shakespeare used in creative ways. Thanks.

turtlememoir said...

poignant (def creates a mood) & lyrical (the bard would be proud) - the stated challenges come together seamlessly in this wonderful read

Mama Zen said...

Beautiful work, Margaret.

Mary Mansfield said...

Certainly a heartbreaking mood in this one, very well written Margaret!

zongrik said...

the winter purges us of our activities of summer and then we start again

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Ginny Brannan said...

"Between my fingertips
I'll crush

spine tingling endearments"

I really like these lines. Somewhere between the sadness and the melancholy feel of the piece, is someone with a firm grasp on the reality of the situation. Shed a tear for what is lost, and then move on to better things. Nice capture, Margaret!

Donna B. said...

Very well done...I loved it.

Hannah said...

"Between my fingertips
I'll crush

spine tingling endearments
and heaven's hands,"

Wow Margaret this is powerful!! A mood you caught indeed...well done!!

my heart's love songs said...

stunning, Margaret! too many wonderful lines to quote!

hyperCRYPTICal said...

Sometimes we need to purge ourselves of the memories of the hurt of abandonment.

Excellent write.

Anna :o]

Kutamun said...

Great contrast between your hot summer and its absent yet present polar opposite. Everything travels in pairs in this world of ours. I really enjoyed it.

Loredana Donovan said...

You have a lovely voice, Margaret. An intriguing poem ... :)