|South Carolina Beauties|
I see the day's heat
reflected in sugar brown-eyes,
watch it caress
massive cinnamon shoulders,
tickle a torturous path
beneath rounded bellies,
allow a moment's gasp
beneath buzzing magnolia blooms
before gentle beasts press forward
toward a destiny weary.
With a burden twice as heavy,
I straighten my shoulders,
and seek a disposition
by Margaret Bednar, May 9, 2013
This is for Imaginary Garden with Real Toad's Kerry's Wednesday Challenge: The Prelude. It is a poem that is set up as an introductory - a poem not meant to be finished, does not tell the whole story... I hope I succeeded. Flip on over to the Garden to read much better attempts.
This is also for Friday Flash 55, a story for the G-Man in 55 words (no more, no less).
I am taking a BLOGGER BREAK for perhaps a week. I will be catching up on my visiting and commenting (of which I am dreadfully behind!), but will not be posting any new poems or photos. I will be on a mini-vacation celebrating my 23rd wedding anniversary and then moving my daughter out of her school dorm and watching her graduate! How can I be this old?