Thursday, October 9, 2014

"Down a Mountain Hill on Misty Evening"



Down a Mountain Hill on Misty Evening

Whose hills these are I think I know
His barn is down the grassy knoll;
He waits quite patently at end of day
as we meander, make our way

toward open barn doors, refuge dear,
we tread through mist and dampened air.
Between the hills and evergreens
beside the gently flowing streams.

The farmer's voice does call to us
to make our way as dusk descends
and chestnut oaks, maples and pine
do whisper mountain's nighttime threats.

The hills are misty, vast, and deep
but nestled sweetly we do sleep
in our shed of comfort and straw.
in our shed of comfort and straw.

by Margaret Bednar, October 9, 2014




This is for "Imaginary Garden of Real Toads - If only they could talk"  I chose to use a famous poem by Robert Frost "Stopping by Woods on Snowy Evening" (I wasn't able to be as tight with my rhythm and rhyme as Mr. Frost) and re-imagine it a bit from the gentle point of view of these cows I drove by (stopped and photographed of course) while on my weekend getaway this past weekend exploring the Blue Ridge Parkway a bit with my daughter who was on her college fall break.

14 comments:

TexWisGirl said...

very sweet! love the image, too. always one that has to go thru/over the fence. :)

bettyl-NZ said...

I really like this shot. The fog gives it quite an interesting tone.

Magaly Guerrero said...

I love the fact that the farmer's voice brings such comfort to the cows...

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Jim said...

You did good with the meter and the rhyme, Margaret. It does one good to play with those sometimes.
I can see the cows, coming in, grabbing one last bite here and there, udders bursting, all the while longing for the farmer's coming show of affection.
I had a Brown Swiss cow I grew from a calf for my 4H project. She was a pet, as were my two litters of pigs.
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Note, when the kid leaves the farm the animals stay, generally reverting to the dad.
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Kerry O'Connor said...

Wow! This is amazing, Margaret. I recognized the poem from the first line and you have achieved a wonderfully idyllic tone throughout. Cows do seem to lead such peaceful lives. I love this.

MarmePurl said...

Wonderful words as always.

Helen said...

Robert Frost would have enjoyed your poem, Margaret ~ I do. (cows a part of my childhood, herding them to pasture, milking them.)

Karen Schurr said...

Sweet...so pretty

Felicia said...

I love the image and the poem is very pretty.

manicddaily said...

This is just lovely, Margaret--you do capture Frostian cadences--I love that poem--and the sweetness of that evening time from your particular perspective and of your narrators. Very well done. k.

eileeninmd said...

Pretty scene with the cows and mist.. The poem is pretty. Happy weekend!

Hannah said...

Love the tone and repetition... perfect image to muse on...I enjoyed this, Margaret.

Amy Burzese said...

Very nice! Love the shot of the cows too.