Standard Posted by Brenda Davis Harsham Posted on September 27, 2018 Posted under Photography, Poetry Comments 38 Comments Zinnia Zephyr red-orange flames, breeze across the zinnias thick with summer scent Copyright 2018 Brenda Davis Harsham Notes: Happy Poetry Friday and thanks to Jone Rush McCullough at DeoWriter for hosting. Ways to Share this:EmailPrintTwitterPinterestFacebookMoreTumblrPocketLinkedInRedditLike this:Like Loading... Related FlowerpoemPoetryPoetry Fridayseasonsummer Post navigation ← Birdhouse Bard Art is Poem → 38 thoughts on “Zinnia Zephyr” Zinnias are my favorites! Such self-empowered flowers. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply And they have a great name. 🙂 LikeLike Reply Beautiful photo and haiku. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thanks! LikeLike Reply Gorgeous, flaming view of summer’s end. I’ll miss our zinnias until next year. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply They are fading already. So sad. LikeLike Reply Your poem smells of summer… thanks for the final whiff! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Glad you like it, Buffy. LikeLike Reply Love this, Brenda – especially the title! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thanks, Matt. LikeLike Reply So bright and beautiful, both the photo and the poem! Ruth, thereisnosuchthingasagodforsakentown.blogspot.com LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thanks, Ruth. Soon the leaves will be as bright. LikeLike Reply Refreshing :)) LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thanks. LikeLike Reply Wow! I really needed that gorgeous bit of color today, Brenda. Thanks! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thanks for reading, Jama. LikeLike Reply What a gorgeous pop of colour, hard to feel gloomy with that vibrancy in your day! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Yes, they do lift the spirits. LikeLike Reply You have a great title and poem that makes me want to add zinnias to my summer garden but unfortunately, they do not do well in my garden. Flowers with scents are my favorites, Brenda. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply I have to plant them new each spring, and sometimes I don’t manage it. But I have a neighbor who always does. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply My daughter has a bed of zinnias & I bring home a bouquet from each visit, a favorite flower. I will share your poem of “zinnia zephyr(s)” with her, Brenda. They’re our end-of-summer blooms. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply They are gorgeous, each time I see them. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Hi Brenda! Hope you had a good week. Wish I could smell those zinnias! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Fall doesn’t smell as good as summer… 🙂 LikeLike Reply Loving those Z words! Thank you, Brenda, as ever, for offering us bouquets of one kind and another! xo LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thanks for stopping by, Irene. 🙂 LikeLike Reply one last burst of glorious color! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Yes, so gorgeous. LikeLike Reply Reblogged this on Ace Friends & Bloggers News. LikeLike Reply Your Zinnias are incredible Brenda, definitely a “ZINNIA ZEPHYR.” Beautiful match between the image and haiku! And it’s lovely to have that little burst of color this time of year, enjoy! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thanks, Michelle. I love plants that flower all summer. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply I do too! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Wow! I see flames shooting out of the zinnia petals! Intense red! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply 🙂 You’re lovely, Peter, thanks. LikeLike Reply I love the phrase “zinnia zephyr”. The Poetry Friday is up. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thanks for hosting, Jone. LikeLike Reply Beautiful! Nice word choice! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thanks, Molly. LikeLike Reply Comments welcome! Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email. Δ This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.