"Anticipation"

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Anticipation

Cardinal dons his shawl,
leaf begins to fade

"Tread lightly!" I implore Jack Frost,
for I long to see

dogwoods burning brightly,
oaks blushing deeply, birch crowning gold

joining smoldering sumac swaying,
caressing mountain's side,

proclaiming Autumn's glory.

by Margaret Bednar, September 29, 2015


The cardinal grows new feathers August through September and the edges are tipped with brown which dulls their appearance until spring when the tips have worn off and becomes a bright red.  This is something new I learned today as I noticed the cardinals were a bit drab looking today.

If a heavy frost hits early in the season, the sun and cool nights will NOT have a chance to change the leaves to their rightful bright fall colors.  The sumac turns red first, so I guess it is not threatened.

I hope I make it up to the mountains before the colors peak - and I hope Mr. Frost politely stays away.

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

"The Inkwell"

The Inkwell

I'm nostalgic for french script, cursive,
calligraphy

for the slanted glide of feathered quill
clean and crisp upon parchment

for considered thoughts.

Yet there it sits, curvaceous;
merely ornamental upon my desk

a testament of bygone days
when words were cherished

now more often than not

replaced with quickly clicking keys
and perfectly spaced words.

by Margaret Bednar, September 27, 2015


This is for Magpie Tales 287.  It's been a while since I have played, but this challenge was instrumental to my creativity when I first started writing poetry!  It's nice to participate again.  Please do your self a favor and visit the other poets.

Grammar police:  sets or sits?  :)  

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