Yadkin River Valley

Yadkin River Valley

Between Thunder Hill and Raven Rock,
Yadkin River Valley stretches long and lean,
a slice of her offerings between sips
of red or white as you follow the vine
of native muscadine.

Alpacas and Thoroughbreds dot the way,
as do antiques and roadside markets;
fling a rod, sit astride, glide air currents,
or as I, drift along the Pee Dee,
paddling and pausing

taking in the land of Boone,
of freedom, of vistas, of plenty.

by Margaret Bednar, April 30, 2019

Linked with "Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Platform Tuesday" 

I took artistic liberty as I liked the sound of "Pee Dee" (and I will check it out soon and report back) but I actually kyack Price Lake.   I took this photograph this morning - that house intrigues me with its views...

http://www.exploreboone.com/outdoors/water-activities/canoeing-kayaking/

One of the wineries - the man on horseback is Joey - owner and manager of where I board my horse - not here at the winery but up in the Blue Ridge Mountains of Banner Elk. 

http://yadkinvalleywinecountry.com/winery/chestnut-trail-vineyard-winery-mocksville-nc/

Aspirations

House with trees & clothes line - Walter Silver Photographs

 Aspirations 

Dreams stifle behind closed shutters,
is why I slide wide the sash come eve,
let Milky Way sail in as crickets, katydids,
and great barred owl celebrate midnight
with mockingbird, come spring, serenading his ballad.

Bobcat's yowl and fox's scream used to scare
until I adopted them as my own, more expressive
than Steinway's ivory keys.

Saturday morn, linen is clothes-pinned,
corners curl upon breeze, sigh beneath sun's swelter,
shadowed side-porch's respite declined;

find myself downhill, grass-stained, "unlady-like",
eyes still bedazzled with stars,
imagine not knight in shining armor,
but myself, gallant lady upon white steed,
giving voice for new century.

by Margaret Bednar, April 28, 2019

This is linked with "Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Poems in April - Photographic Images Reimagined".  I think I may have incorporated all three creative devises into my poem - ekphrastic, narrative and impression of sentiment from the photos... as I wasn't sure how to label it.  Either way, it was fun and I used more than one image - even more than I posted here.  Go to the prompt and try it for yourself.

Inez Milholland - Suffrage Parade 

Milky Way ...  Thomas Ciszewski