Tuesday, October 22, 2019

October's Glory

by O. Bentor, Jones House Art Exhibit, Boone, NC
October's Glory

Katydids and crickets fiddle no more,
curtain having closed to boisterous concerts
and lively evening encores; deep silence
awaits frosty nights and quiet days
of soft sunlit meadows and mountains

languish as faded goldenrod
and blazing stewartia nestle
beside devil's walking stick,
spiny stems having nectared butterflies,
its fruit songbirds, foxes, and coons.

Astors flaunt lavender blooms,
grace woodland's edge, bowing low
beneath wind and rain, dignified and humble,
as yellow-tassled witch hazel, defiant
late-blossoming teenagers, gather for flight.

I love the names turtlehead, ironweed,
and poke, jewelweed a favorite, thicketed,
protected orange cornucopia heads
dangling, bursting with seed, favorited
by ruby-throated hummingbirds.

October's glory center-stage,
curtains drawn back, presenting a muffled hush,
not subdued; perhaps tongue-tied,
quieting down, a settling into reverence;
a time to reflect and learn.

by Margaret Bednar, October 22, 2019

This is linked with "Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Artistic Interpretions - Alcohol Inks Part II"  

8 comments:

brudberg said...

I do love this too, but it's hard when the transition comes to an end, with trees left naked... and somehow makes the sparkle of colors a little bit somber.

Jim said...
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Jim said...

October is such a pretty month in so many places. Not Houston until late November or perhaps December. Our Orange is Astro colored for the World Series. 
Thank you for the prompt, too bad there will only be two Alcohol Inks exhibitions. Please more?
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Linda Lee Lyberg said...

Oh, what lovely moments you have painted with your words Margaret!

Susie Clevenger said...

Such a beautiful poem to the glory of October. It makes me long to see the changing colors of October. Houston doesn't give that October treat.

Kim M. Russell said...

I love the opening lines, Margaret, the way you switch off the cacophony of summer and then turn up the colour in the following stanzas. I also love the names of plants, and the thought of autumn being ‘tongue-tied’.

Jae Rose said...

I love how this conveys the magic and wonder of nature

Kerry O'Connor said...

This was a wonderful prompt, Margaret. I so enjoy your sensory imagery.. all the colours and beautiful words.