Effervescence
An overfamiliar embrace
is evening's kiss
between Monticello's
reclining lovers
as entwined passion
simmers, fingertips
cling loosely to curves,
Champagne-like effervescence
glistens from their limbs;
day's passion cooling,
restoring, promising
a night of passion when
presumed liberties resume.
by Margaret Bednar, Art Happens 365, April 13, 2012
This is linked to Imaginary Garden With Real Toads "A Word with Laurie" theme word: Effervescence. I was quite taken with the trees of Monticello and they were also a passion of Thomas Jefferson. My poem is an attempt to express how intimately the trees blend with each other and the earth... some have their limbs resting upon the ground and growing back into mother earth. I hope I was successful in how the sun ... actually the morning and evening, give an intimate "kiss" to the landscape.
My photos of the trees were mostly taken, unfortunately, during the full exposure of the sun... how I would love to be there upon the grounds at 8 a.m. and 8 p.m.!
Wonderful images both in the photos and in the poetry.
ReplyDeleteFascinating images of the trees, and I love the way you have personified them in your poem.
ReplyDeletebeautiful photos, wow!
ReplyDeleteand i love the resuming of the presumed liberties. :)
love those gnarled trees!
ReplyDeleteI love all the photographs. The colour one is stunning!
ReplyDeleteYour prose is a sensual dance of words that really do describe the very real connection between trees, earth and sky.
Lovely.
Beautiful photographs, and your poem captured their 'personalities.'
ReplyDeleteWOW! That was fantastic. Especially loved the first four lines and the final two.
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Absolutely lovely, Margaret!
ReplyDeleteI love trees so much. And I love your images of trees!
ReplyDeleteI am all about that first image and your poem. Nothing better than that familiar embrace....heavy sigh....great work.
ReplyDeleteI absolutely love this. That first photo is gorgeous, in particular, and so is your poem. I am enamored of trees...the naming of their "limbs" so much like ours...just perfect.
ReplyDeleteSuch amazing trees--love the first one where the limbs are "wrapped" around the other one. Your words are always meaningful and well written. Your daughters' photo on your header? They are lovely girls. Have a great weekend. Mickie :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, everyone! There are two HUGE stumps up by the house of Monticello (one on each side) and eight of our children sat on one ... with room to spare. They were cut down just a few years ago. I can only imagine how grand they were.
ReplyDeleteMickie - yes, two of my "middle" children. :) Thanks.
Fabulous response to the prompt, Margaret. Wonderful photos, and I love the poem.
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Such a beautiful poem, and your photos are stunning. I especially love the top one.....an old grandmother tree! Just lovely, Margaret.
ReplyDeleteYour pictures of the trees are wonderful. Really a great job of exploring the intimate relationships.
ReplyDeleteah, the effervescence of passionate moments... spilling into your poem. and trees are such beautiful, living beings, aren't they
ReplyDeleteSensual, beautiful, and so nicely presented! The poem was a special treat; your photographs made it even more so. I, too, am a lover of trees, my favorites being the bare oaks in winter...
ReplyDeleteSo very lovely, Margaret... and a wonderful metaphor for champagne-
ReplyDeleteChampagne-like effervescence.
I love how this place still comes alive with spring every year...after all that history!
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