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July 21, 2016

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Trailing Trumpets

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Angels blare a brassy fanfare
on foxglove trumpets by the square.
Pixie dust sparkles on each fairy’s wing.
Toads hop, dragonflies zip and zing,
white butterflies stop and stammer,
robins flit, and magpies jig and jammer.
The busy nothing, the sameness of summer,
the repeated sounds of a cicada drummer,
the going round and about, and back again,
brings to mind the sunny shire of Tolkien.

Copyright 2016 Brenda Davis Harsham

Note: Are you a Tolkien fan? Do you long to breathe the fresh air of Middle Earth (or at least New Zealand)? I do. 🙂

“In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort.” The Hobbit by JRR Tolkien.

I’d certainly rather have a fantasy trip to New Zealand rather than next week’s surgery (EEK!).

Happy Poetry Friday, hosted this week thanks to Books 4 Learning, and have a magical day full of comfort!

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85 thoughts on “Trailing Trumpets”

  4. In italian the name of those white flowers is ” calendule bianche ” … and a lot of them in this time of w year … oh nevermind … hugs by me.

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  6. “white butterflies stop and stammer,
    robins flit, and magpies jig and jammer” – I want to go there! (and New Zealand!) Your poem transported me, Brenda, thank you! Sending you positive, healing vibes for your surgery. =)

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  9. Beautiful! I can especially appreciate your crackling words of a calm and serene scene in nature, as summer hums sonorously along, as it always has, so many times before. I can especially appreciate the delightfully charming fourth line, with the mention of my brethren 😉

    I adore NZ and avidly wish to go.

    I trust your surgery will go well. Sorry that you must endure that and not the wonders of Tolkien’s world or at least the phenomenal wonders of New Zealand. Thinking out to you.

    P.S.

    Beautiful trumpets.

    All the best,

    Smiling Toad (Autumn Jade)

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  10. Wishing you success with your procedure and a speedy recovery. Your garden will miss your ministrations, but will survive and be there to offer you healing upon your return.

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  12. The busy nothing, the sameness of summer —this is the line that captures me. This is the essence I always want to find in summer. I wait for it all year and look for it. And, it is so brief. But, you’ve got it kiddo. Right in the heart of your poem. Bravo!

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  15. Delightful poem, Brenda. These lines snagged me, after your description of so much action: “The busy nothing, the sameness of summer,” All the best with your surgery. It will be over before you know it (probably quite literally).

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  20. Gorgeous language here, Brenda, and your Tolkien-love radiates… my favorite lines are in the middle:
    The busy nothing, the sameness of summer,
    the repeated sounds of a cicada drummer,

    Love!

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  22. Lovely imagery full of exuberance and joie de vivre! Foxgloves come alive through your words, Brenda. Stopping by to hope all goes smoothly, dear friend next week. ❤
    Horrible 5 ten hour days and wish for Saturday! Your flowers trumpeting made me smile! 🙂

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  26. Foxgloves are so pretty and so summer. When I think of your poetry, a whole book of it, I imagine pixies and fairies fleeting about together with butterflies and such. I think an illustrator will have fun setting your words to pictures.

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  27. How did I miss the fact that you’re having surgery? Did I not read all of one of your posts? I hope it goes well and that you are back to normal (well, you know what I mean:)) asap. Your poem is wonderful and Pixie dust, trumpeting flowers and all the rest are just perfect.

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  30. Lovely! I especially like the “brassy fanfare” and the “jig and jammer” and your foxglove are gorgeous! Sorry to hear about the impending surgery–sending healing thoughts your way!!

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