Thursday, April 5, 2018

"Wisteria"



Wisteria

Pendulous violet vines drape themselves
along Southern Baptist’s whitewashed walls,
whisper of romance and ardor
most Catholics might feel a need to confess.

Smile as I consider them sinfully heavy with fragrance
rivaling only the elderly matrons and widows
stepping across Sunday's threshold -

yet Easter is for renewal,
for scampering past steadfast glares of disapproval,
allowing spring to enter one's heart.

by Margaret Bednar, April 6, 2018

This is linked with "The Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Take the Weather With You" & NaPoWriMo - National Poetry Month  (30 Poems in 30 Days). 

Now that I reread my poem I think I wrote more for “Take the Season/Holiday with you” - so sorry if I got off the mark again with following instructions !  

I will be on spring break for the first few days of April and will schedule my poems in advance - I am unable to figure out how (if I even can) visit and comment on my phone's "BlogTouchPro" app ...
I can post but Mr. Linky does not show up.   

 So I thank you all for visiting me and commenting and I promise I will visit and comment when I return.  

 A joyous Easter to all those who celebrate.
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13 comments:

  1. Maude LynnApril 5, 2018 at 12:51 AM

    "whisper of romance and ardor
    most Catholics might feel a need to confess."

    I love that!

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  2. Kerry O'ConnorApril 5, 2018 at 4:37 AM

    Never a more beautiful sight than wisteria against a white wall.

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  3. AnonymousApril 5, 2018 at 6:08 AM

    The seasons are filled with weather anyways so you met the prompt. I too loved the 'need for confession' line.

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  4. AnonymousApril 5, 2018 at 6:23 AM

    i totally see the sun coming out in this one
    and the fair days ahead that shall come again

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  5. Sanaa RizviApril 5, 2018 at 7:31 AM

    'whisper of romance and ardor most Catholics might feel a need to confess'.. this is so poignant!💞

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  6. annell4April 5, 2018 at 10:50 AM

    I love the thought, of a heart filled with spring.

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  7. brudbergApril 5, 2018 at 11:30 AM

    Love it... a weather I'm still dream about, and it's not a sin to enjoy the fragrance.

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  8. AnonymousApril 5, 2018 at 12:48 PM

    whisper of romance and ardor
    most Catholics might feel a need to confess.

    ~ absolutely crushingly evocative - how powerfully expressed!

    love it!

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  9. Sherry Blue SkyApril 5, 2018 at 1:26 PM

    I smiled too at their sinful fragrance against the church wall........and the fragrant ladies entering the church. Cool.

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  10. ElleceeApril 5, 2018 at 2:57 PM

    "scampering past steadfast glares of disapproval" I love these words, I can remember doing that as a young girl. I love wisteria too, and you paint such a lovely image of them.

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  11. Rosemary Nissen-WadeApril 5, 2018 at 8:51 PM

    Beautiful, funny ... Then that lovely intake of breath to finish.

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  12. kaykualaApril 5, 2018 at 9:41 PM

    for scampering past steadfast glares of disapproval,
    allowing spring to enter one's heart.

    How nice! That's how it should be Marge! Do one's own thing and forget the stares


    Hank

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  13. purplepeninportland.comApril 8, 2018 at 8:27 PM

    Anything 'sinfully heavy with fragrance has to be worth seeing.' Love this, Margaret!

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