Thousands of frost stars
Twinkle on every fallen leaf.
The sky is an aching blue.
Balsam intermingles with spruce.
Diamond dust paves the autumn path
With glinting winter magic:
Sparkles in each sunlit step.
In shade, the wildwood is quiet.
Cold frost rimes the fallen log.
Breath is visible, and runners steam.
One ray of weak sun is enough to
Blind, dazzling the senses.
Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham
So touching and poetically beautiful ⭐
Happy sunday Brenda!. Aquileana 😀
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Happy Sunday! And Happy New Year!
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Oh my. Gorgeous …..
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Thanks! 🙂
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I adore this:)
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Aw, I adore you. 🙂
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lovely, Brenda ❤
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Thanks, yeah! 😀
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I love it:)
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Thanks!!
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this certainly dazzled my senses, brenda )
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It really was beautiful this morning. 🙂
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I was reading your comments, which heartened me a bit, Brenda! I think your words flow so well on your posts, lyrically and poetically. It makes me ‘take comfort’ to know it doesn’t always come out easily. You give us such wonderful treats, Brenda! This process would make me struggle to do this, so often as you do!
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It’s in the struggle that character can shine through. 🙂 You should keep after it, Robin. I would love to read some of your poetry. Thanks for your kind words on mine. It’s not an easy world for poets, but I can’t help being one. It’s part of who I am, and I’ve been writing poetry since I was in elementary school. God love them, my kids all write beautiful poetry, too.
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This is a gem Brenda, I love it!!!
(My PC playing games with me again, sorry…)
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Thanks, and no worries. Computers ought to be human given they are fallible, unreliable and die. 🙂
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Hi Brenda, thanks for understanding. I better use iPad from now on. I love your writing, photos…
Bye for now,
Beth
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Thanks!
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This is
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Beautiful 🙂 I love poems about frost,snow and stars 🙂
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So happy to please. 🙂
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I had to sigh at how delicately you conjured such a scene. Or maybe I mean ‘how you conjured such a delicate scene.’ Either way, sighed.
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Thank you! I struggled this morning, writing and deleting, writing and deleting. The walk I took in the woods was so magical, and my words were like blocks of wood. 🙂 So I’m glad I got there in the end. Hugs, Brenda
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Oh l love this. Such exquisite imagery~
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Thanks!! I bet you don’t get a lot of frost on your walks. 🙂
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