The Ferry Ride
He turns leeward,
profile takes on salt-splashed wind,
fading light.
My eyes trace familiar
over brow, nose, lips, chin.
Eight thousand sunsets
and love still soars
like the seagulls journeying
from one port to the next.
Safe passage almost guaranteed
with this man of high moral compass,
gentle heart.
All this swells within me
like the waves splashing ship's bow.
If I were to tell him,
he'd make a funny face and I'd laugh.
by Margaret Bednar, May 6, 2014
This is for "Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Vignette". I am posting late as it was last Saturday's challenge. My husband and I were celebrating our 24th anniversary with an extended stay on Ocracoke Island, NC.
I hope to share a few photos and inspired poems from our anniversary trip over the next few weeks.
The winner of my personal book of poetry and photography for April's National Poetry Writing Month 2014 is … Lisa Gordon.
4 comments:
Happy Anniversary. You sound happy and content. xo Jenny
I could feel the emotion in this. Beautiful.
Happy Anniversary, my friend, and what a beautiful poem this is.
Also, I am sooooo thrilled for having won your book of poetry. It is truly an honor, and I thank you.
I LOVE how alive you stay in your love of that man, Margaret. What a testament to bond you have with each other!
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