yellow dots of bees
broken clouds, sewn with sun
Copyright 2017 Brenda Davis Harsham
Notes: The last blooms of summer smell the sweetest. The bees move slowly, as if summer-drunk. Happy Poetry Friday! Thanks to Michelle Barnes for hosting at Today’s Little Ditty. Recently, she featured an abecedarian poem of mine, Annabeth Bakes Cupcakes, on her site. It was inspired by the challenge in her Spotlight on Carole Boston Weatherford. Here is an excerpt:
ANNABETH BAKES CUPCAKES
an Abecedarian Badinage
You can read the rest by clicking here. Thanks for featuring my poem, Michelle.
Have a magical day!