A Kiss

A sketch I did of Ocracoke's Silver Lake - July 2020

 

Tempest skies chase the moonlight, 

deliver a felted-gray morning sky

where windswept seagrass and mermaid murmurings

awake me from a slumber - drizzling rain, a serenade, 

in this cottage by the sea.

Vanilla-creamed coffee and baguette in hand,

I stroll the docks, sunflower faces tilt toward a hesitant sun 

as seagulls and pelicans balance like marble statues 

silhouetted against a crystalline sky.

A slash of red draws my eye.  A millionaire's cottage

hugs Silver Lake - a battle between past & present,

humble & posh.  I stroll past shop windows,

spy artisan jewelry; find I desire far more

gifts of early morning's tide.

I meander the day away, enjoy iced deserts

and fish fresh from the sea, settle oceanside,

beside salt marshes offering pink sunsets,

where blue jasmine collides with raspberry skies

and pensive moments accompany

soft breezes filtering through sea-salted hair;

leave an irresistible kiss

upon smiling lips,

a witness to all that is quiet.

by Margaret Bednar, August 5, 2020

This is linked with "Poets and Storytellers United - Weekly Scribblings #31 - What Makes You Smile"

Farewell

My daughter and her "Prince"

Farewell

Farewell Golden Boy,

whose emerald eyes blinked sonnets,

whose throat purred poetic odes,

whose tail rhythmically rose and fell

upon the down, comforted with medicinal licks,

whose paws kneaded my chest,

whose nose kissed mine.

He was our prince, our peacemaker,

our little lion whose regal path

through dogs large and small

was punctuated with an exclamation mark;

tail, proud and tall, left no doubt

my daughter's bed was his.

by Margaret Bednar, July 28, 2020

Above is a photo of our sunset memorial on Ocracoke Island to our Westley.  

down = down comforter (he liked a soft, fluffy comforter :)

We have lost a great soul to the "other side".  Our dear cat, Westley.  He is another animal who helped me raise my children, comforted and loved them. He was one reason my daughter made sure to come home and visit from college!  My heart is heavy, but only because we were gifted with so much love.  Tears of thankfulness, not sorrow. 

Until we meet again, Dearest Westley.

This is linked with Sky Love Poetry's "Skylover Wordlist" ( I used three words: Golden, Farewell, Medicine) which can be found on Instagram  and "Poets & Storytellers United - Weekly Scribblings #30" (I used three words Poetry, Punctuation, Rhythm)

I've been absent for quite a while - busy with family and just got back from vacation to the Outer Banks of North Carolina.  I hope to be back in the writing grove now and I have missed all my fellow poets!   I look forward to visiting and commenting.