Bee magic,
deft and sure,
never lingering to despair.
Bee light,
zip and zoom,
ignoring all but the nectar.
Bee strong,
tough and enduring,
working nonstop all summer.
Bee safe,
at risk of harm,
you give back more than you take.
Copyright 2015 Brenda Davis Harsham
Note: Despite colony collapse disorder, the bees are plentiful in the field. Without them, all of us would be out there with Q-tips, pollinating or perishing. Long live the bee!
While it’s still free, check out this soulful dance of poetry and photography with tantalizing glimpses of Australia’s beauty and mystery. Suzanne has created an amazing ebook, Solstice. I hope you enjoy it! Warmly, Brenda
Thanks to GreenMackensie for this magical poem with froth and aching. I always find magic in her photographs and words. Hope you do, too!
Fairies underskirts
Springs rich froth of soft beauty
Falls each day aching
Snow petals tumble
Swirling fleeting beauty past
Into strong green growth.
The white parasol twirls,
dips and bobs in the
Fairy Queen’s slender hand.
The midsummer sun
dapples her pale cheeks,
gilding her glossy curls.
Beetles play at her feet,
like infants in the grass.
Ruby Columbine drops
petals-tears the
flavor of honey nectar,
tasted beside a wild rose ruin.
Her sisters pass out starry bud cups.
The queen nods her thanks.
The sweet scent combines with
thyme and sage, making the air
alive with color and promise.
The Fairy Queen’s eyes hide
behind the tilt of lace as she
hobnobs with nabobs,
each of them drinking.
None may know
what she’s thinking.
Copyright 2015 Brenda Davis Harsham
This delightful post by Trini reminds me of Miyasaki’s Castle in the Sky, one of my kids favorite animated adventures. I hope you only meet friendly pirates in your dreams. Have a great weekend! Warmly, Brenda
Used by permission of Jessica Hagan
Vanessa dances
at dusk in the begonias
scent of lavender
Copyright 2015 Brenda Davis Harsham
Note: Thanks to Jessica Hagan for letting me use her beautiful photograph of the American Lady Butterfly, Vanessa Virginiensis!
River blooms green
Between water lily stars.
Swans nibble
Tender water moss
While minnows
Dart amid the bobbing
Carpet of green.
Water striders flee.
A hush falls as
The great blue heron
Lifts its wide wings.
He beats the air from his
Driftwood perch.
A redwinged blackbird
Flashes red and yellow stripes
Among the elderberries.
Mrs. Mallard pecks at
Arrow Arum.
A Canada goose stands
On one foot in the shallows.
The current carries us
Ever onward
Toward the sea,
The light in our eyes.
Copyright 2015 Brenda Davis Harsham
Note: I’ve been boating with the kids for three days straight. They took to stand-up paddle boarding. They might never canoe again.
Happy U.S. Independence Day!
Warmly, Brenda
Friendly Fairy Tales 