Tuesday, September 17, 2013

dVerse - Open Link Night "The Hoarders"

   A
bandid
woolly
bear
inches toward wintry
crevis, waylaid momentarily, tossed,
turned, by terrier nose and toddler toes, curious
to see where it goes.  Indignant squirrel shakes its tail
as unearthed is its precious stash and toddler laughs to see
the little brown “bedtime” cap -   Buzzin’ bees dart to and fro
between goldenrods and astor,  gentle noise disrupted
by six legs and a tail blazing a trail off the beaten path.
Two heads together, tousled and weary, lick and giggle 
as they reminisce, regale day's numerous adventures,
tongue and cheek no longer flushed, but cooled
against cotton pillow, softly breathing their way
to sleep, dreaming of a tomorrow of down-
filled coats and well stocked pantry
their hoarding a little 
less urgent.
Zzz




"The Hoarders"
by Margaret Bednar, September 17, 2013


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banded woolly Bear is a Caterpillar that turns into the Tiger Moth come spring.

24 comments:

Claudia said...

awww - so sweet!! i love that pic margaret.. and so much heart in that poem as well... love the shape as well...

Mark Walters said...

What a beautiful picture of Fall in gathering.

annotating60 said...

Lush with the readiness of change coming. Very well written.>KB

Brian Miller said...

ha. amazing...love the acorn...the color and shape...and what a cool bit inside your nut as well....def felt the heart...smiles..

Laurie Kolp said...

I love the musicality in this poem, Margaret... and shape, too.

Mary said...

Loved the shape of your poem, Margaret; and then there were these words: " tossed,
turned, by terrier nose and toddler toes, " which so beautifully expressed the relationship between child and dog.

charliezero1 said...

This is such a beautiful poem.

and I love the structure of writing that you have created. Lovely. :)

Grace said...

Sweet picture and lovely shaped form Margaret ~

Helen said...

The words you've used are so incredibly rich ... they drip off my tongue as I read your poem aloud.

Kathryn said...

I love how you created the acorn shape and added richness with the colored text. What a beautiful read. Felt like the best bedtime story.

Mystic_Mom said...

Love the poem. So perfectly written. And the acorn! LOVE IT!! And that photo! You wow me every time I visit. This is no exception.

Truedessa said...

First, the shape of the poem is really cool...and enjoyed your words a nice read indeed.

Margaret said...

Thank you. There are a few spots I want to work on a bit more internal rhyme so this is not finished yet. But thank you for the positive comments :).

sharplittlepencil.com said...

Margaret, I loved your acorn form, and I remember watched banded wooly bears on trees in the spring when I was a girl... took me back to the country, to growing up in the woods. Thanks for that, Amy

Björn said...

That sweet acorn.. a gem for any squirrel.. and so sweet picture altogether..

razzamadazzle said...

This whole post is magical, the poem, it's acorn form, the photo. Beautiful.

Fireblossom said...

I adore concrete poetry, and i LOVE your clever little acorn!

Pssst...I posted a picture of my journal today at my blog. :-)

Lisa A. Williams said...

Beautiful!

girlwiththepen1118 said...

Creativity runs through you ~ picture, song, sculpting, gardening and appreciation for beauty and goodness in all things! I feel drunk in your hoarding!

aprille said...

You create such interesting shapes with your letters. This is like a frantically spinning top, a feeling reinforced by the fast pace of your words.
crevice?

paintswithwords said...

lovely..nice shape and colors, enjoyed the fanciful lilt to the read.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

The photo of the little girl and the Yorkie is absolutely adorable. Spectacular shot!

Margaret said...

Thanks Sherry. (although it is my five year old son :)

Margaret said...

Aprille - crevice? This is an acorn - but they do spin :) The crevice refers to the caterpillar (woolly bear - turns into a Tiger moth in the spring) searching for a safe place to spend the winter - under a rock or log ... Thanks for asking.