Thursday, January 15, 2015

A Comfort - of sorts

Fireblossom Friday - Winter

A Comfort - of sorts

If there's any spark left
it's a fading ember
where a summer's kiss
or winter's caress
along your naked spine
lingers no longer -

where my hand in yours
brings you warmth

as I remember the burn.

Margaret Bednar, January 15, 2015

I'm playing in the "Imaginary Garden of Real Toads - Fireblossom Friday - Winter".  Hop on over and enjoy the fun.

18 comments:

TexWisGirl said...

nice, margaret.

Hannah said...

So much passion and inspiration in winter, ( and all seasons)! Beautiful, Margaret.

Kenn Merchant said...

A beautiful feeling to share this winter season in the warming comfort of someone else's hands. Tis the season to celebrate every day with friends and family. Especially with the dreary weather.

Björn Rudberg said...

What a wonderful feeling.. Oh yes tomorrow it's Friday and time to sit in front of the fireplace, enjoying the ember of our fireplace.. Thank you for this Margaret.

Lolamouse said...

This describes what happens to so many passionate relationships over time. Passion cools if it's not constantly rekindled. A good reminder!

Margaret said...

Interesting. I was writing this from the perspective of Alzheimer's. But I like the other "take" too.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Re-reading it from the perspective of Alzheimers makes this poem even more powerful, especially the other feeling the warmth as the narrator remembers the burn. Fantastic, Margaret.

Susan said...

Oh! Let me pause and reread. Definitely a comfort, of sorts, like the moment after a hot flash.

Kerry O'Connor said...

A great piece about loss and remembrance - perfect reply to the dormancy of winter.

SuyashJ said...

sometime's the burn's all that remains

georgeplaceblog said...

That has a bite. Wonderful, Margaret

Fireblossom said...

A question of degree, and the answer so melancholy. Wonderful stuff, Margret! Thanks so much for being part of my challenge. it would not be complete without your voice.

Other Mary said...

This is a poignant, artful write, Margaret.

Jim said...

Very nice, Margaret. I can relate. When I have 'finished' with something ending very unpleasantly, I say "it is like getting out of the Army." But even then there is still an ember burning, reminding, at times it wasn't ALL unpleasant while it was happening.
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Susie Clevenger said...

Margaret, this is beautiful.

manicddaily said...

A sweet poignant piece, Margaret. Thanks. k.

Amrit Sinha said...

This is striking ... contrasting feelings coming together ... awesome :-)

my heart's love songs said...

stunning!