Showing posts with label February. Show all posts
Showing posts with label February. Show all posts

Saturday, February 23, 2019

Late February

Awaiting the Cherry Blossoms...
Late February

Ice-blue eyes melt
as she softly blushes pink,
wraps herself in mourn's veiled mist.

Swollen streams caress her curves,
geese serenade upon arrival,

while returning songbirds
content themselves with preening
amongst camellia and bramble,

await crowning glory
of blooming cherry blossoms.

by Margaret Bednar, February 21, 2019

This is linked with "Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Weekend Challenge - Season Your Poetry"

For Toni - an attempt at a haiku:

ice-blue gaze cracks
wrapped in mourn's veiled mist -
Geese serenade blushing blossoms


Tuesday, February 12, 2019

February Is



February is

shades of grey and tan,
dull sage green
with etchings of black;

like a bashful beauty
wrapped within woolen coat;

or a cardinal flashing through
forest's canopy.

I take my cue,
plump pillows of grey & tan,
swipe soft-green upon lids,
slip on little black, paint lips red -

drop my robe, remind him
spring's almost here.

by Margaret Bednar, originally penned February 9, 2014

A bit of fun with Valentine's Day fast approaching...  I'm a bit behind in visiting and commenting - will be hopefully catching up in a few days.  I am BUSY packing as we bought a house - our backyard is literally the Blue Ridge Parkway!

We also just added two new puppies to our household.  Miniature Irishdoodles - (Irish Setter/Poodle mix) hence the photo above does NOT match the poem.  I didn't think anyone would mind - it's a MUCH better image than me dropping my robe!!!

This is linked with "Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - The Tuesday Platform"

Sunday, February 9, 2014

"February is"



February is

shades of grey and tan,
dull sage green
with etchings of black;

like a bashful beauty
wrapped within woolen coat;

or a cardinal flashing through
forest's canopy.

I take my cue,
plump pillows of grey & tan,
swipe soft-green upon lids,
slip on little black, paint lips red -

drop my robe, remind him
spring's almost here.

by Margaret Bednar, February 9, 2014

This is linked with "Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Imagined by Heaven" - featuring artist Lisa Graham, HERE.   Also look her up on Facebook.

Also linked with "dVerse Poets Pub - sketchbook in-the-moment poetry" - Claudia has us looking out our window and writing what we see.

This will also be for next week's Friday Flash 55 over at Mr. Know It All's blog HERE - perfect for Valentine's Day, I think!