On this rainy day,
Cold damp enters the stem,
Stiffening the buds.
Red veins dry to yellow.
Petals close tightly,
Waiting for the sun.
Waiting for the bees.
Waiting for the children.
Monthly Archives: April 2014
heavenly charisma
Here’s a little Moon Charisma to help you find your way, this dark and stormy night. Marlyn’s light can guide us. Thanks Marlyn, you do great work on Kintal! Be safe and well everyone, Brenda
Happy Birthday Brenda~friendlyfairytales
I am overjoyed that my awesome-in-pink buddies posted me birthday wishes. They are so talented and thoughtful. I’m of a mind to have strawberry sorbet and pink fairy cakes! I hope you all feel the magic! Warmly, Brenda
Happy Birthday Brenda, for your friends Jeanne Marie and MichelleMarie thinkingpinkX2.
We hope you have a lovely day
So we made this card to send your way
We think you’re extra, special and nice
Cause that’s how we roll @thinkingpinkX2 twice!
Don’t look now! It’s my BIRTHDAY!!
I’m a Spring baby, born to dance like the spring flowers. To share my spring joy, I made this video:
I won’t tell you how many years I’ve seen, but I wouldn’t trade one because they’ve brought me to this happy place. This year, I’m hoping for clear weather on my birthday, because I want to visit the ocean with my three kids. I’ll try to take some pictures for all of you. Meanwhile, some birthday treats for anyone who wants to be part of the party:
Ditty on Pink
When your spirits start to sink,
Don’t over-think, drink in pink.
Begin to revive; continue to thrive:
Beauty multiplies love times five.
Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham
Note: This post is dedicated to MichelleMarie, who with Jeanne Marie, started thinkingpinkx2, which has been brightening up my reader. Michelle Marie speaks pink. Jeanne Marie says: “Pink is our retreat from the daily battles of life without giving up.” 🙂 Stop by there for some Pink Therapy, and you won’t be sorry!
Fanciful Fritillary
I heard fairy music in this poem. I hope you like it! Lavender Moon Girl uses magic in her words. And that flower! Gorgeous! I’ve never seen one like it. Happy Spring! Brenda
Fanciful Fritillary
Smiles through bonnet,
Seated playing her Lyre,
Sweetly lilting a sonnet.
Swaying in glittering rays,
Fairy messengers
Sing songs of praise.
Tingling, mingling,
The hazy day’s
Healing ways:
Fairies linger
Stroking Fritillaries
Stamens.
Our Connections
I love the way this poem makes me feel, right through. I feel happier, energized and more creative. I hope you feel that way, too! Peace, Brenda
Sometimes when I
look at the sky
I see the ocean
connected by air
sun and moon
star fish waving
to sister stars
clouds dipping to
caress white tops
then I know
without putting
into words
just know
such bliss
Silver Naiad Reflections
Silver Birch,
Forever dancing,
Wet roots deep, holding fast,
Trunk curved
Toward the far bank,
Always gazing across the way.
Silver Naiad,
Still and thoughtful,
Wet feet, connected to earth,
Body curved
Toward the water,
Gazing always toward Olympus.
Note: This poem is dedicated to Line, a magical being, eyes ever upward, wings brushing our cheeks with joy.
Cat Sith – April 28, 2014 – Quatrain Fairy Poem
Here is a great poem about the Cat Sith, a magical creature rarely seen. Hope you enjoy Georgia’s delightful writing. Warmly, Brenda
Alfred Emile-Léopold Stevens – Belgian painter and author.
“Allegory of the night”
Fearsome feline of Celtic lores
Stalker of the Scottish moors …
She walks alone in darkest night,
On blackest fur glowing patch of white.
Her eyes are lamps that mesmerize.
Walk on moonlit nights, you might realize …
‘Tis she’s hunting there among the crags,
What you thought, just bits of shadowy rags.
Nine times she changes into a lass
When she wants to walk in daylit grass,
Among mankind in bright soft silks,
Aseducing the lads in their tartan kilts.
She is the Cat Sith, a fairy sure!
Though some think she is not so pure,
For her fur’s the color of sable black
And for her curious changling knack.
Inspired by the very informative post written by Flossie Benton Rogers entitled Mythic Monday: Cat Sith.
Hectic Mountain Laurel
The invisible spring wind
Shakes silky blooming branches
And tastes sweet flower petals.
The flower fairy fragrance swirls.
The tallest branches dance,
Encircle the sun, hug the wind.
Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham
Magnolia
Magnolias, in all their pale magnificence, have an even more important role than I knew! I hope you enjoy Becca’s poem. Cheers, Brenda
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© rgb for “On Dragonfly Wings with Buttercup Tea”, 2011 – 2014
Prompt:
Magnolia
Longing for Daffodils
In Winter, I long
for color and flowers.
In Spring, I yearn
For Wordsworth.
Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham
I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
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Do you have a magic moment that fills your heart with joy at the memory? I will share one of mine with you. Years before we had kids, my husband and I shared papaya, salmon and pineapple sushi, on a balcony overlooking the pool at the Kauai Marriott Resort, which was on the ocean. If you want to see what it looked like, the Marriott site has lots of pictures. The sushi was the best I had ever tasted. I have many more, too, and I hope you do, too.
Warmly, Brenda
References:
Friendly Fairy Tales 