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My Poetic Journey: April 2014

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Poetic Challenges and Poetic First Drafts. Wednesday, April 30, 2014. Little explorer clad in silence. Yet to flower -. Beside river bank he balances,. Ponders a million different paths. The midnight stars might lead. By Margaret Bednar, April 30, 2014. This is for " Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Word List with Grapeling. This wraps up my 30 poems in April - also known as: NaPoWriMo2014 or National Poetry Writing Month. The website is HERE. Please click the red logo at the top of my side bar. This i...

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My Poetic Journey: July 2015

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Poetic Challenges and Poetic First Drafts. Friday, July 31, 2015. From One Butterfly to Another. From one Butterfly to Another. I don't remember your name,. For my mind recalls. Gingham dress, wind-blown hair,. Fragile, slender arms. How beneath blue skies. You fluttered away before being crushed. And I take note the dusty road. Boardered with wildflowers and weeds. May not lead to paradise,. For which I too may claim. By Margaret Bednar, July 31, 2015. Saturday, July 25, 2015. This poem is priceless.

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My Poetic Journey: November 2014

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Poetic Challenges and Poetic First Drafts. Tuesday, November 25, 2014. Virginia Nightingale flashes cardinal red. Amongst elderberry and beech,. Flutters about, orange beak tilted over wing and tail. Upon woodland path two feet still, finger points,. A first entry upon his list, checked. Sketches Daughter of the Sun, flips page and says,. Now for a Bald Eagle! By Margaret Bednar, November 25, 2014. He has quite the "birding" hat, doesn't he? My son said he thought he saw an Eagle! Stem, petal, and leaf.

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My Poetic Journey: September 2014

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Poetic Challenges and Poetic First Drafts. Monday, September 29, 2014. The leaves fall, the wind blows, and the farm country slowly changes. From the summer cottons into its winter wools." Henry Beston. Leaves have yet to fall,. Yet to flush golden, crimson, fire. Horses yet to shed summer coats,. Stand nose to tail beneath heavily laden trees. Rose-purple blazing stars, rioting asters. Drape field and valley. Bees absorb Autumn's sun. As storm clouds gather. Cattle tagged and fattened;. My son playing h...

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My Poetic Journey: "This Poem"

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Poetic Challenges and Poetic First Drafts. Saturday, July 25, 2015. This poem is priceless. This poem is a solicitation. This poem is a blessing. This poem is a slowly rising sun. Peeking from behind grey-blue clouds,. A splash of ocean spray upon clammy, heated skin,. A pelican skimming rolling waves searching for sustenance. This poem is priceless. This poem is a hand upon the small of your back,. Empathetic and concerned,. A motivated salesman with sexy brown eyes,. This poem is a solicitation. Luv lu...

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My Poetic Journey: "From One Butterfly to Another"

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Poetic Challenges and Poetic First Drafts. Friday, July 31, 2015. From One Butterfly to Another. From one Butterfly to Another. I don't remember your name,. For my mind recalls. Gingham dress, wind-blown hair,. Fragile, slender arms. How beneath blue skies. You fluttered away before being crushed. And I take note the dusty road. Boardered with wildflowers and weeds. May not lead to paradise,. For which I too may claim. By Margaret Bednar, July 31, 2015. I love the images in your poem! August 1, 2015 at 7...

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My Poetic Journey: "Release"

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Poetic Challenges and Poetic First Drafts. Friday, July 17, 2015. I open my palm, release into blue skies. Melodious notes that drift back to me,. Harmonize as I become smaller;. Have faith you'll wing back. Just as flaming sumac entices the Bluebird. My heart line is deep and strong;. Even a bit selfish. Either way,. I gave my heart long ago. And each parting, each journey,. Makes it both fragile and strong. By Margaret Bednar, July 17, 2015. Https:/ www.facebook.com/themessybeds? Also, of all the many ...

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My Poetic Journey: June 2015

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Poetic Challenges and Poetic First Drafts. Thursday, June 25, 2015. This as youth we learned:. Link hearts and hands,. Rely upon instinct and not a little. Loose hair to flow upon open air,. Spin freely as summer abundance blooms. Embrace mother's words to never forget. How happily together we do skip. By Margaret Bednar, June 25, 2015. Yes a bit cheesy, but I tried to rise to the occasion for " Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Words Count with Mama Zen. Saturday, June 20, 2015. I can destroy it. Besid...

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My Poetic Journey: April 2015

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Poetic Challenges and Poetic First Drafts. Friday, April 24, 2015. My daughter in Wig and Makeup. Too often we paint our faces,. Shape our words,. Cast a spell of favor and need,. While veiling all vice,. Leave the gem inside. My wish for you is simple:. Inner Faerie; embrace. Imagine, create,. From your pen,. May truth unadornedly flow. By Margaret Bednar, April 25, 2015. This is for " Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Go Grimm. I enjoyed this link about Fairy Tales. Of Paris. These salons. Swept throu...