Tuesday, December 9, 2014

"Late Autumn"

Late Autumn

High crimson has faded
to cadmium & ochre,
slashes of burnt umber
pirouette and plie a mirrored reflection

an image so lovely
even Narcissus would see
beauty beyond himself.

A dark eyed Junco hops along,
scratches, stirs soggy leaves,
rustles his way beneath graceful arms
of the bog's grand ballet

oblivious of solo performance
and his brief moment of fame.

by Margaret Bednar, December 9, 2014

This is linked (a tad late) with "Imaginary Garden with Real Toad's - Open Link Monday"


Kathryn Dyche Dechairo said...

Smiling . . . nature and wildlife do it for me every time.

Vandana Sharma said...

the lonely autumn

TexWisGirl said...

beautiful (and so cute!)

Anonymous said...

Your words paint an even more vivid picture than the photos. Gorgeous work.

Karen S. said...

Such splendor in your words.

Gail said...

A beautiful picture you have painted with your words.

Mama Zen said...

Really gorgeous work, Margaret.

Mark Kerstetter said...

I've had that weird feeling sometimes that nature is putting on a show for no one at all despite the fact that I'm a most appreciative audience. Nature's beauty is its own justification.

Justin Lamb said...

Great moment you've captured. The idea of the bird having a brief moment of fame was great.

Anonymous said...

the one major disadvantage of living on the left coast - muddy colors, not vibrant like this ~