Sagittarius
Little girls worship purple,
adorn bedrooms
with lavender, violet, and grape,
but I'm a woman now,
arch over wandering days
with amethyst in my pocket,
tender as a petal, fierce as a storm.
Yes, soothe me with air,
but earth and water beware.
by Margaret Bednar, September 12, 2014
This is for "Imaginary Garden with Real Toads" Artistic Interpretations - Mineral Rainbow".
Also linked with "dVerse Open Link Night September".
Note: Zodiac symbol for sagittarius is "the archer" as well as the "traveler" of the zodiac hence my second stanza. The zodiac signs don't all get along, supposedly. Sagittarius is fire - hence the last two lines.
28 comments:
Ah! The vivacious Sag woman... fair warning to those of earth and water indeed.
I love the progression from girlhood to woman as described here.
same color grows in just name.. Love that thought of growing without real change...
Love the carrying of the purple in your pocket. I'm a moon child (cancer) so I'll beware.
This is wonderful, Margaret, and I love the photograph.
Have a great weekend!
I just love that last stanza!
The woman knows herself & is in touch with the elements ~ Good one Margaret ~
all the beautiful hues
Love that parting line.
Perfect!
Very charming, Margaret. K.
the amethyst is so mystical and fascinating...i was never much into purple... always loved chocolate brown a lot - even as a kid...smiles..cool piece margaret
As a Gemini, I think we would have been star-crossed indeed. You packed so much into a brief splay of words; really enjoyed it; make me want someone to update my astrological chart.
Beautiful! Especially the last stanza!!
Purple is so rich really! Is it any wonder little girls and women love it as they do?
Lovely! Amethyst is my birthstone, and purple one of my favorite colors!
Lovely Margaret, you succinctly and vividly capture the essence of something here - I'll be back for more... With Best Wishes Scott www.scotthastie.com
This is lovely, reminds of of "from crayons to perfume" song ;_)
purple is a regal color...regardless your age...we just know it in different forms as we grow older...and our reasons may be a bit different...
Beautiful. I still love purple, all its hues. Like everyone else, I especially like the ending of this lovely poem.
So nicely done Margaret.
Ah, well, as a purple-hater myself, I'm not quite in agreement there... but I do love the tone and feel of your very succinct poem. I like the contrast between the petal and the storm, but the two lines that really stand out for me (although I am not quite sure what they 'mean' - but I can feel them deep inside)
arch over wandering days
with amethyst in my pocket
How a wonderful lady should bring it all to a higher level of lavender. Logical outcome from a little girl's innocence of purple! Great write Marge!
Hank
fairly warned :) ~
Oh, I AM a woman of purple! This is a delight for me to read! Happy to visit you today, Margaret!
A riddle, almost, until I read your notes. Thinking how little girls grow up, and identifying with that pocketed gem. I've buried a few in the ground to bury certain troubles back in my pagan days.
Being a Sagittarius whose favorite color is purple, this made me smile. Love it!
I was born in the time of rubies, and yet I adorn my home (and often my fingers) with amethysts. They resonate and shimmer around me. Lovely poem.
Cool piece, Love it.
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