National Poetry Month Day #23

This photo prompt from Not Without Poetry has to be one of the best things I’ve ever seen. I admit that early in my day’s caffeination, I was a little confused by what seemed to be a long tail for the bear. My pal Ashley at work helped me know it was indeed his leg and paw. Phew. Another angst-filled crisis averted!

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Oh bear, dearest bear
I was dreaming

of a cave

of a cave and
someone nuzzling my ear.

who came to my cave
and stroked my ears
with long furless fingers?

I dreamt I was wrapped
in long loving arms.
I heard two hearts singing.

one high one low

I dreamt my love
pulled magic from the world
to save me

and you were saved?

I was saved.
my heart set beating.
my hand reached out
with laughing

laughing and singing

I felt my love’s magic
I felt his magic draw me in.

love sleeps the winter

I did not wish to wake.

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and some bonus haiku:

quilts are like children
you apply to send them off
and hope they get in.

The gnomes did nothing
to help with my hand sewing
No bonbons for them.

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36 news!

Each of the quilts has its poignant message and many brought tears to our eyes.

We are pleased that your quilt, 36, has been selected to hang in the Sacred Threads 2011 exhibit.

Guess I better get on that hand sewing lol.

Summer seen from September 2001 got in too!

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National Poetry Month Day #22

Whew – almost didn’t make it. Not Without Poetry asked us to recycle and take an older poem in a newer direction which I started but it was a little too close to me yet. So here’s one from a winter ago. I had to fill in a couple words that I couldn’t quite decipher and I gave it a little different ending.

The Biggest Full Moon

I stepped out to see the moon
on my way to bed.
I knew I couldn’t stay.
Even without the wind
it was four above.
But the yard was white
and striped in that
purply-blue.
The birch gleamed.
The snow squeaked as I
closed the door and
crossed the porch.
Through the dark branches
the moon, big and shining,
high in the mottled navy sky
and above it
the looming orange of mars.
My breath hung
closer to the ground
but my heart flew with the moon.

Mary Beth Frezon January 2009

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Oh oh more gnomes!

Found these in my front sewing room.

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What am I thinking?

Can’t remember the last time I ran over a pin with my rotary cutter. Felt so weird I did it again lol.

I’m thinking of sticking all the squares for the next quilt back on the wall to see if it’s ok or needs any changes. Surely I have something better to do…

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