Showing posts with label Write With Pictures. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Write With Pictures. Show all posts

Sunday, January 23, 2011

"The Embrace" and "A Path, Destructive" two poems

Photo courtesy of Heather T.
 The Embrace

Moist
And clinging

Feathery caress
So intimate

Winter's
Deadly kiss


by Margaret Bednar


The poem above is for "Write with Pictures" - Wednesday's Ten (share thoughts in ten words only). The photograph is provided by Helen of "A Vermont Girl - Memoirs and Photography"


The following is for One Stop Poetry's "One Shoot Photography Sunday".  The photo is courtesy of Mike Roemer.  Please click on his link or on the one above to enjoy his interview by Dustus.  


Photo courtesy of Mike Roamer
A Path, Destructive


Desire courses through our veins,
Often attracted to passions unfitting.
The gifts bestowed upon us, misused,
Traveling down a path, destructive.


Like a moth to a flame we are lured,
Tempted by the promise of greatness.
Wasting the potential hidden within,
Happiness voluntarily castaway.


by Margaret Bednar 

Friday, January 21, 2011

A Proud Mamma!, 113/365


My son's poetry is one of two featured over at One Stop Poetry's blog - Friday Poetically!  Two teenage boys were selected and I think you will have fun swinging over and checking it out.  My son has a blog, but due to time constraints (could he be studying?  Oh the life of a teenager :) he posts sporadically.

I also invite you to participate in Write with Pictures.   My photography was selected for the Friday challenge:  Fridays Poetry Muse - use any poetry style - share from your heart as the photo inspires you.  Click HERE to be transported to my photo and participate.  My poem is at the bottom of this post.

For "Partially Seen in January", I have selected a photo of the same horse - cropped a little and a bit "noisey".  I think I will stroll over there today with my camera in hand and get some more frames of this handsome devil.  My husband thinks the horse is "strange" looking, but I think he is grand.  How about you?


Freedom

Passionately prancing
To your own rhythm.
Structure unacceptable,
Rules cast aside.
Intensity shines forth
From a poetic soul.
Feet drumming
A mystical beat.

by Margaret Bednar