Thursday, April 19, 2018

"The Omen"



The Omen

Seasons are but chapters, some penned wistfully,
others vibrantly alive with desire.

Today I marvel at the lifting fog
slowly illuminating earnest stemmed crocus
and snowdrops sprouting fragile yet resilient
from frost-kissed earth;

an omen to gather strength for the future,
leave harsh edge of my tongue
behind, allow my script to be scrolled
with a gentle slant, willing to bend but not break.

by Margaret Bednar, April 19, 2018


This is linked with "The Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Get Listed with Sanaa Rizvi" - I used the words omen, wistful, crocus, edge.

Also linked with NaPoWriMo 2018 (30 poems in 30 days)

11 comments:

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Very lovely aspirations, Margaret.

Gillena Cox said...

Wow the weather is a marvel in its own right

Much🌼love

Anonymous said...

slowly illuminating earnest stemmed crocus -

crocus really do seem earnest stemmed - how wonderfully captured and noted - rather refreshing in a harsher climate (or all aspects and meanings on a grander scale)

Ellecee said...

I feel This poem containis a special message for all of us to “leave hard edge of tongue behind” “willing to bend but not break” I love your decsription of the day, beautiful :-)

Vivian Zems said...

The first 2 lines are my fave....all in all - beautiful.

Jim said...

We can learn from enjoying Spring's emergence. I learned today the difference between crocus and bulbs and rhizomes. Where we recently moved from I had a bed of Ginger plants. Each year they came up, bloomed tender smallish blossoms and then grew giant leaves. I cut a few but never got them ready for table and cooking use.
Oh yes, I too marvel at the lifting fog. Also at the TV weather folk as they show on their maps the fog activity.
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ekta khetan said...

such a beautiful poetry this us Margs. seasons are chapters...loved it

Kerry O'Connor said...
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Kerry O'Connor said...

I love your earnest crocuses, Margaret.

rallentanda said...

There is a lovely spirituality about this poem I like your resolve to be more gentle rather than sharp edged in your words. Although Margaret your poems are always gentle .

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

So beautifully expressed, the list words are incorporated seamlessly, as if always part of your original thought.