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Piglets
by Margaret Bednar
Piglets, a wave upon the straw
Pink little bodies undulating about
falling, rippling, their squeals rising in pitch
Amazement radiates as quivering little bodies
Explore the springtime at Pond Hill Farm
The warm shore, their mother’s belly
They snuggle, protected, like round little beach balls
Their spirit flourishing, tummies content
Full of faith that life will always be a safe harbor
I gaze in amazement
this cool spring day
as my beautiful boy child
with unerring faith and spirit
rides the wave with absolute delight.
A warm wave from a calm spirit,
A kiss of faith on a wet cheek,
As I see you walk away into the cool Spring air
You leave me in amazement, without you I am weak.
faith springs eternal like the promise a wave makes the shore with each kiss; its spirit ripples amazement
Spirit springs into the wave
Arousing amazement in its faith.
It’s spring
The waves are splashing
The flowers are blooming
Spirits are arriving
Looking at us little humans in amazement
With faith and joy
My Wife:
Amazement flows from a single source.
A wave of faith.
My spring of hope.
My spirit lifts to see you.
Really glad I found you. Will create with your prompts when I can. New Year Blessings to you! ~Kim Nelson
oh, I’m so glad the bowl is back!!
happy new year! 🙂
(will have to work on a poem. hmmmm.)
559
unaccompanied she waves
(a spirit among trees)
an amazement of light
of sound of motion
(a hidden spring of faith)
http://margaretbednar365.blogspot.com/2011/01/bowl-of-random-words.html
Click on the above link to see the photos that went with this poem.
Piglets
by Margaret Bednar
Piglets, a wave upon the straw
Pink little bodies undulating about
falling, rippling, their squeals rising in pitch
Amazement radiates as quivering little bodies
Explore the springtime at Pond Hill Farm
The warm shore, their mother’s belly
They snuggle, protected, like round little beach balls
Their spirit flourishing, tummies content
Full of faith that life will always be a safe harbor
Return to the Water
your spirit rises and falls
as the wave
comes up short
on the sand
your spirit is entangled
in the seaweed
your amazement drowned
in the chatter of children
the water would pull
you under
the mountain sees
its own face
a seagull spins
out of control
a dog vexes
a tiny crap
the sun smears
upon the surface
the wind casts light ripples
the sky has no answers
it just spreads its blanket
covering all
you have faith
-rather touching
in its way –
there will be
another day
a faith that is
perhaps
my friend
completely unjustified….
(Greg Cameron, Poem/Improvisation, January, 2011, Surrey, B.C., Canada)
I gaze in amazement
this cool spring day
as my beautiful boy child
with unerring faith and spirit
rides the wave with absolute delight.
A warm wave from a calm spirit,
A kiss of faith on a wet cheek,
As I see you walk away into the cool Spring air
You leave me in amazement, without you I am weak.
faith springs eternal like the promise a wave makes the shore with each kiss; its spirit ripples amazement
Spirit springs into the wave
Arousing amazement in its faith.
It’s spring
The waves are splashing
The flowers are blooming
Spirits are arriving
Looking at us little humans in amazement
With faith and joy