White petunias made a happy, bright sight
Around the lair of the white witch.
So surrounded by beauty and light,
It gave the dark mage a painful twitch.
His sickness was incurable, burning hot,
All dark cures failed, until he found white.
Her cures were so learned and pure
He forever left behind his dark night.
He’d been angry, lonely and evil,
But with yarrow, dittany and hells bane
Gathered under the moon in a forest primeval,
The cure also turned him to swain.
For years he’d been impetuous and bad,
But no more would he stomp, crush or blight.
His dark eyes sparkled and were glad,
For when he met her, he found delight.
Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham
Beautiful magic!
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Thanks!
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Beautiful white petunias! I like the ending of this poem. 🙂
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Thanks! I like happy endings. 🙂
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What a cute story – you always manage that little twist!
Nice poem too, of course.
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Thanks. I have a secret affectionate spot for bad boys. 🙂
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Brenda, there is magic in the pictures you display, and sweet words to go with them. Take care, Bill
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Thanks, Bill. I need to swing by and see what you’re up to. LOL
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spectacular and ethereal “tale”…beautiful flowers as well.
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I enjoyed reforming the dark mage. LOL
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I like this…but then I am always liking your tales of Witches and Faeries 🙂
even the wirch will be drawn to the bad boy I think, or maybe she sees past it
a waonderful tale Brenda, Thank you for sharing and ending with a smile
Take Care…You Matter…
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maryrose
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and excuse the typos, my mind is evidently still wandering outside LOLs
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I am exhausted, and I probably made some, too. 🙂
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Maryrose, I might have to follow up with the witch’s point of view. I think she’s fall for his sparkling eyes, but we will have to wait and see. Thanks for your lovely comment and for reading! Hugs, Brenda
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So lovely!! Every year for about 10 years I would take photos of my daughter in front of the petunias in the front lawn…they were at its nicest now until her birthday, August 31st…this photo reminds me of those times. Thank you!!
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Aw, so adorable. Petunias are lovely, showy reliable flowers. I like to include some. These were a neighbor’s, though. 🙂
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Well they are lovely. Now I must find a photo of my daughter posed with my mom among the flowers.
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Good idea! Will you put it up?
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Oh yes, I shall but may put it up on my other blog…I`ll let you know
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Do, because my reader is useless!
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The reader always brings up so many but my regular blogs I follow, it takes forever to sift through them. Not to worry, will email you.
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Great!
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isn’t that the way? )
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🙂 I hope so!
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I love it when this happens! Beautiful moment of awe
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LOL You honor me! 🙂
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They look like Crete paper to me! I’ve never been able to grow much here in this hot climate! I admire your green thumb
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I’ve never tried growing anything in your area. I got out this morning planting white butterfly bushes. Very exciting. 🙂
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Oooo I can’t wait to see them I’ve never seen white! I have purple!
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I should have taken a pic before the blooms faded, but alas, my back has been such a problem this year. Next summer… if I’m lucky, they will bloom. They are awfully small…
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Well there is always next year! I love taking photos so I can remember them in the winter when it’s cold! 😀 LOL
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Yes! I have hopes of riots of blooms one year coming. 🙂
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Magical and frilly! Beautiful
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Thanks, my friend. I was in the mood for some romance and a bad boy. 🙂
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