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Here’s a great homage to autumn, full of wonderful details and a joyful spirit. I hope you like it as much as I did! Have a great week! Brenda
And gently as the sun goes down
The smoke from bonfires all around.
The hedgehog and the squirrel gone to ground
Grandpa shows the lad the acorns and pine combs he has found.
Twirls of mist at morn and dusk chill the bones
Lights on for breakfast and for tea in cozy looking homes.
The leaves swirl and dance, children curled up by the fire their noses in tombs.
Fairies dancing in the fire glad they are not outside, it’s getting chilly for the garden gnomes.
The grass is sodden and the flowers in the garden droop and bend
Fathers and sons bonfires build and another summer is at an end .
All Souls and Halloween are in view lots of spooky things to do for Vlad and his friends.
Frosts and fog sweep and unfurl through the streets across the fields , down to the river and around the…
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Friendly Fairy Tales is proud to offer its newest Adventurous Fairy Tale, Fae Cousins.
Excerpt of
Fae Cousins
From a distance, cities like Osaka seem all concrete and steel, not a place for a fairy’s magic. Jade Lion Fairy knew the opposite was true. Urban Fairies are the busiest fairies, sprinkling their magic over long distances and up high heights. They look after patio flowers, green squares, Castle Gardens, parks, tightly confined trees and small children. If nature pushes through the concrete and flourishes, then a fairy enchants.
Jade Lion rode the tide of heat from a vent all the way up to a balcony. A fairy in a glamour could appear as a shimmering heat wave or a large insect. She tucked her sparkling wings neatly on her back and sprinkled fairy dust from her bag on the tall purple orchids, which seemed to glow from within. Meanwhile, she also looked around for her necklace.
“Where did I lose it?” she wondered to herself. She thought back over where she had been. The last time she remembered taking it out of her dahlia-petal dress was when she showed it to that Tokyo sprite.
“Ouch! Hey, I’m Spit Spite Sprite – Just call me Spritester,” the small, blue-skinned sprite and she had collided under a Japanese maple tree by Osaka Bay. He danced on a salty breeze, laughing.
Click here to read the rest of Fae Cousins.
Copyright 2013 Brenda Davis Harsham
Note: First photograph published by Folliculostella and was taken by Mohamad Reza.
Shroom
MushrooM
rising up in the dark,
cap of a wood elf caught
under the trees on a fallen log,
dirty,
damp,
musty
smell,
wiped
clean,
fried in
butter,
divine.
Copyright 2013 Brenda Davis Harsham
I have another magical picture and poem from Lavender Moon Girl, sharing glorious images and magnificent minutiae. 🙂
Lavender Moon: Artist, Poet and Lover of Nature
Vivacious,
Elegantly elfin like
Sugar pink posies,
Fancy for fairy
Princesses palaces.
Fragrant, finespun,
Flavour of marzipan;
Magnificent minutiae
Of nature’s manuscript.
Here is a wonderful, lively and joyful Haiku from Source of Inspiration. I hope you enjoy! Have a magical rest of the week! Brenda