The Rocking Chair
Tonight's lavender sky and golden hues
of speckled, dancing light have lured me -
find me comforted within curved back
and double scooped seat
as wooden floorboards hypnotize,
rhythmically soothe -
and I, wrapped within knitted afghan,
cradled in memories and fanciful thoughts,
sigh. I could sit here forever.
by Margaret Bednar, September 22, 2016
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What crazy dreamlike colors! I love fanciful thoughts and dreaming in color.
ReplyDeleteWrapped up in womb-like comfort in the arms of your rocker. A beautiful way to spend an august evening. Always happy to see you, Margaret.
ReplyDeleteOh this is wonderful - a moment to wish for, but maybe one we pass if we don't grab it...
ReplyDeleteI have felt these feelings almost exactly. You brought me back to some wonderful memories. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteMe too, a rocker on a porch brings back good memories. The rocker picture is stunning! Is it yours?
ReplyDeleteI took the photo and used an app. It is not my porch or specific rocking chair - it's the view from my beauty salon on the mountains - but I do have a nice porch and comfy chair and cool mountain evening fresh air!
DeleteSigh. Me, too.
ReplyDeleteIs that your painting? I LOVE it!!!
ReplyDeleteThis is a wonderful poem. Now I want a rocking chair. :P
Such a lovely view and I could sit there forever too ~ Hope you are well Margaret ~ Enjoy your weekend. ~
ReplyDeleteOh what a comfortable and soothing moment, described so well. Lovely image to accompany it as well.
ReplyDeleteI know the feeling, and I could get all wrapped up in it.
ReplyDeletePleasant memories can certainly be a good elixir to be just rocking away thinking about them! Rightly so Marge!
ReplyDeleteHank
Oh... can i join you?!
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