Monday, July 7, 2014



It's a secret world of silhouettes and caution,
of motionless pond lilies, gently swaying blue flag,
and cattails straight and true.

Of patience measured by the sun
and seasonal patterns ingrained as S-curved necks
wing overhead, thin, long legs trailing.

A tawny shadow flickers and fades, dandy drakes
promise momentary fidelity, and yellow belly sliders bask
beneath branches draped above water's stagnant edge.

All this is offered me, this resting during the mid-heat
of day.  One is wise to accept this as a gift,
clear the mind.  Just breathe.

Margaret Bednar, July 7, 2014

Linked with Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Open Link Monday.  I hope you can breath this in and feel what a beautiful bike ride I had on Sunday!   I was on my own, so I had no one to annoy when I wanted to stop, watch, and photograph.


Anonymous said...

ah, beautiful ~

Vandana Sharma said...

To be in the lap of nature:) best thing in the world!!

Anonymous said...

The hot stillness of this is so wonderfully lavish and lush. A real sigh of a moment. Thanks. (PS, I think that last word should be "breathe")

Arushi Ahuja said...

Margaret i love bike rides too... i enjoy most of the time i spend alone as well ... this is beautiful... i can smell the water and hear the rustle in the leaves the whoosh of wind going downhill.. beautiful!!

Anonymous said...

Lovely poem that imparts some of the peace you are finding on that hot day! Beautiful pics too. Thanks. k.

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Timoteo said...

Nicely done. Amazing pic of those turtles. Wonder how long it took them to climb all the way up there!

Stacy Lynn said...

ah, this makes me long for the wilderness of summer!

stacy lynn mar

Kerry O'Connor said...

This really evokes a time and place for me, and linked to personal experience it is the best of lyrical poetry.

Lisa Gordon said...

This is wonderful, Margaret!

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Wonderful photos, love the brave climbing turtles and and deer. "Just breathe." Moments that are a gift.....

Jim said...

I like your world, Margaret, your secret world. This is how I feel on one of the golf courses I play, every other Tuesday. We have the deer, the turtles, the Lilly pads, the ducks, swans, and herons, and the shady trails, cart paths, where when riding through we see no sign of humans except the paved path. But our next hole calls and we must continue on.
Lovely, just lovely. Pictures are too.
Forgot the calling birds. You didn't have any either. But I love their singing more than I do the beauty of their bodies.
Oh, and the clouds!!!

Amrit Sinha said...

Nature surely helps us relax ... beautifully written :-)

Anne V (Anne The Obscure) said...

Lovely write. I felt the wind in my hair and the breeze full with the spray of the water and the gaze of the sliders. Great photos. Bless!