Friday, November 1, 2013

"Winter Sunflower"

Winter Sunflower 

Goldfinches have long since picked you dry,
flittered away after the crucifixion.

A crown once awash with light
now rests upon drooping neck,

tarnished not with pity,
but sacrifice.

Your face hints of sun-drenched days,
yet the tappity splat of thawing, frosted air

is the beginning of springs's marching band
and your resurrection.

by Margaret Bednar, November 1, 2013

This is linked with "Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Artistic Interpretations - with Maria Wulf".  Maria is a fiber artist and blogs at "Full Moon Fiber Art" and lives on "Bedlam Farm" with her husband, author John Katz.


TexWisGirl said...

'tarnished, not with pity, but sacrifice' - what a powerful phrase...

Scarlet said...

I am dreading the coming of winter ~

I specially like tappity splat of thawing, frosted air ~ Can't wait for spring's marching band ~

Happy weekend ~

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Beautiful, Margaret. The brave sunflower, so stalwart in summer's heat.........I love "tarnished, not with pity, but sacrifice".

Friko said...

You have described my sunflowers perfectly. Today, I cut the last large head off its stalk and placed it on a tray at the bird feeder, already half the seeds gone to hungry beaks.

Hannah said...

Such vivid descriptions, Margaret!!

Love this phrasing: " tappity splat of thawing,"

humbird said...

Love the hope in the last stanza,'springs's marching band
and your resurrection.' ~ Can we skip the winter? :)

Kerry O'Connor said...

I love the fact that you have addresses the sunflower in the poem. It gives the whole a very classical feel.

kaykuala said...

One likes to skip winter and wish for spring's goodness. Most would have wanted it that way. Pity the winters! Nicely Marge!


Anonymous said...

Wonderful ! The object breathes Easter in spite of needing its rest. Classic ~ Debbie xo

Ella said...

Wondrous-like fresh air! :D

Marian said...

whoosh, the once-golden crown!