Shades
Silver Lake whispers seduction
beneath summer's cloudless sky,
shades of green, yellow, blue
dapple warmth behind closed eyes.
Seagulls cry, pelicans glide,
blond haired boy strums shades
of cool 'cross my skin.
Rope hammock swings to and fro
shades of light
shades of blue
shades of cool
and I'll be damned
if I ever move a muscle again.
by Margaret Bednar, September 28, 2014
My son playing his ukelele and performing a song he wrote while we vacationed on Ocracoke Island this past summer.
This is for "Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Play it Again, Toads" I chose to attempt Isadora Gruye's "Out of Standard - Invoking the Goog" - use the Google search box, type in a word, and use in the order listed - but they can be broken up with other words. My word: shades
14 comments:
Your google process has produced a beautifully lyrical poem, Margaret. The whole is very artistic.
That's a glorious feeling, isn't it!
Wonderful! I'd stay put too! :-)
ZQ
luv the lazy mood
have a nice Sunday
much love...
Your son has a striking voice, very clear and individual. I love the pairing of poem and sound, words and color. Thanks for the challenge, Margaret.
love this... wish to live this. :)
talent runs deep in your family ~
I cannot BELIEVE that Google gave you shades, and then I looked at the picture, and sure enough, there they are!
Plus all the shades within this poem, perfect, including the blonde boy and your use of dapple as a verb, with I almost always see it as dappled, the adjective...
Inventive, loving, and that last line just killed me! More talent from another member of the "whole fam damily!" Thanks, Amy
Perfect, perfect ending!
Love the descending effect in your closing lines, Margaret. Excellent poem and images thank you for the challenge and for sharing your stunning photography!
Lovely googleness. :) Love the form of your words...ah summer, we wish to escape its heat, but when winter lingers too long we only want to visit summer again.
I forgot to include the link to my play it again so I added it. Thanks for reminding me...It was from November, 2011. Kerry's prompt to write prose poetry.
This is a beautiful poem, Margaret. The season has a lot to seduce us indeed.
A slice of heaven!
... and I like the empty winter shore, too!
I want THIS life!
I'm going to have to try the Goog...if it can result in something this cool!
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