Daffodils Dying in February

 

Drooping heads drop butter

to the frozen

ground.

An unseen hand stretches

 

forth icy fingers

 

stirring

 

a brew of dying

 

daffodils

 

into earth’s nubile

 

womb.

 

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Lee Padgett

A native of Saluda, Lee has spent most of his adult life in Greenwood. He taught English at Abbeville and Greenwood High Schools, and retired from Greenwood High School as a media specialist. He holds degrees from Lander, Clemson, and USC. He started writing poetry in high school and in 1980 received the First Place Poetry award for his poem “Under The Piano” which was published in Lander’s literary magazine Review ’80.
 
 
Beginning a Wordless Journey – Losing My Words

I’ve lost the need to dance with words,
To spill them out on a page,
To engage or to rage;
To enlighten or examine;
To outline or explain.

Once words splashed around inside my head
And spilled like water gushing from a rain spout.
Once, flurries of words came to me in a fever,
I scribbled and scrawled
Getting them down
As if nothing was real
Unless penned down and safe on a page.

Yes, I journaled and blogged,
I wrote letters and lists,
Prepared lectures, penned essays and more.
I wrote reviews and recommendations,
And had stories to share.
Words filled the page
And words were my world.

But life changes;
Suddenly the words are gone.
My pen is retired
And I am surprised to feel so free.

It seems that
In stripping away all that is not me,
I’ve discovered a comfort in silence.
In this cool, dark wordless night where I spend my hours,
Only the stars speak
And they do not need words.

I am without words
But, I do not mourn this loss.
I do not grieve their absence.
I let them fly with grace and humility,
Like ashes in the wind,
I am at peace
And I am set free at last to journey home
Without a word.

Virginia Pulver

Virginia Pulver, MA (Organizational Management), BS (Psychology), AS (Instructor Technology, is retired from the Air Force, where she worked on avionics systems of fighter aircrafts. She worked as a Junior ROTC instructor at Emerald High School in Greenwood and is currently an adjunct professor at Piedmont Technical College. She also teaches some continuing education classes at Lander University. She and her husband, Mark, will be speakers at the Fall Speaker Series at Lander on Thursday, Nov. 8, to share their experiences of participation in the Peace Corps (Ukraine, 2005-2007). She participated in adult literacy outreach programs in New Mexico for three years, and has resided in Spain twice. She and her husband began a memorial library in Malawi for their son, Caleb, who died in 2002. They have a daughter, Moriah, and two grandchildren. Virginia has a passion for writing, but also enjoys many other interests, including weaving and knitting, gardening, community theater, and tending to her backyard chickens!
 
 
Seize Life

Release all fear

Break through your shell

Spread your wings with confidence

Know that you are beautiful

Bright, brilliant, and colorful

Waiting to expand your range

Begin your flight to see the world

Life was meant to be enjoyed

Soar above the clouds

Fly at such altitude to observe

Dreams of your youth come to fruition

What was impossible has become attainable

Transformation has made it inevitable
 

Amaryllis Holloway-Turman

Amaryllis is a business professional who renewed her interest in creative writing after attending a writing workshop in 2010. Since then, she has immersed herself in the literary world, become a member of the local Poetry Circle, and participated in many poetry readings in her area. In addition to writing, she also enjoys traveling with her husband, scrapbooking, and photography. "Seize Life" is one of the many poems in her published digital chapbook available for sale.

Comments

Words are modest costumes

Great representation of the somewhat secret talents sprinkled across the county's green terrain.