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Ocean Magic

A taste of blue sea magic from Wanderlust should make your blood pressure drop, your happiness quotient rise and your sense of well-being double. Have a great week ahead and lots of magic, Brenda

Wanderlust

From the moment I lay eyes on it…

Until the the moment I leave.

The ocean always works its magic.

With its vast and endless horizon

With its gentle and soothing rhythms

With its tumultuous wildness

With its healing serenity

With its ancient wisdom

And its magnificent grandeur

The allure of the ocean has no boundaries.

Its magic is there for everyone…

to experience, to feel, to embrace.

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Sunflower Shining

Sun shines so bright,
She bows her head and squints.
As the summer fades,
Her petals wilt a bit, but
She is still aflame with color.
Sunflower drowses and dreams
Of golden days past.

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September 26, 2014

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Pink Lady Smiles

Awash in pink,
Joyous and young,
Heart singing,
Have lots of fun!

Note: I am on the road right now. I will catch up with all of you when I get back. I’m going to help celebrate my kids’ great-grandfather’s 101 birthday!! Wow!

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September 24, 2014

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American Lady Butterfly

I called for you, and you came!
Magic is in the air, holding you aloft,
Magic is in the color of your wings
And your graceful dancing flight.
You pause and look at me as intensely
As I look at you, my American Lady.

Note: I published a post recently called Butterflies Wanted, and then right afterwards, I was delighted to see an American Lady butterfly three or four times. This once, she even let me have a photograph. Although I still have not seen a Monarch, I feel quite happy with my Lady.

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September 22, 2014

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Happy PINK Sunday to Pink Brenda @friendlyfairytales.com

Yesterday, while I was enjoying a Festival of India with my kids, Michelle Marie and Jeanne Marie were posting this amazing flower for me. I am so delighted to share it with you. Thinkingpink is such girlie fun, like having tea with friends. 🙂 Have a great week! Cheers, Brenda

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photo by Jeanne Marie/art by MichelleMarie

Happy PINK Sunday to Pink Brenda friendlyfairytales.com

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September 22, 2014

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Happy Fall!

Goldenrod has grown long yellow fingers.
A crowd of eager mums are mid-laugh as
Hedgehogs nibble skunk cabbage.
Even white snakeroot,
Abloom at the wood’s edge,
Looks deceptively harmless,
But the deer leave it be.
Purple asters open wide, tiny but cheery.
Summer fairies line their beds with milkweed down,
Make quilts of hydrangea petals and
Dodge spiky, armoured chestnuts.
Dahlias bloom, large as dinner plates.

Happy Fall!

Note: The autumnal equinox is September 23, 2014, and this is the day summer changes to fall in the Northern Hemisphere, where I live in the USA. The earth is now tilting away from the sun and we will have shorter days and less warmth for 6 months.

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September 19, 2014

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Dragon Spines

In my mind’s eye, I see them fly:
Spiny leaves become dragons on high.
They chase my dreams in the moonlight
Following dust devils up out of sight.
Day comes, catching them in the sky.
They sleep like puppies, and so do I.

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September 18, 2014

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Song for a Friend

My love is like the rose of Sharon and the lily,
Abloom among brambles,
So is my love among the daughters.
As the apple tree thrives in the wood,
So is my love among the sons.
I sit among them with great delight.
The flowers open on the earth;
The birds sing, and even the voice of the turtledove
Is heard in our land.
The winter is past, and the rain has gone.
O my dove, hiding in the clefts of the rock,
In the secret places of the cliffs,
Let me see your face,
Let me hear your voice;
For sweet is your voice.
— Paraphrased from Chapter 2, Song of Solomon (KJV and ESV)

To a friend whose inner beauty
Casts a radiance that warms us all,
And who finds peace and joy in this world
Despite her underlying sadness.
Even as your spirit grieves,
May you be showered with love.

Note: This is dedicated to Morgan, whose loss is fresh. To have been loved is the best feeling of all, and it never fades.

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September 17, 2014

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Butterflies Wanted

Butterflies wanted,
Butterflies sadly missed.
Long blooms languish,
For want of their friends.
One swallowtail came, all alone.
Two cabbage butterflies danced and played,
But where have the Monarchs gone?
I remember them from my youth.
Now my youth is gone and so are the Monarchs.

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September 15, 2014

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Roses are Red

Roses are red,
Shadows are blue,
Summer is fading,
It’s sad but true.

Acorns are falling,
Leaves are still green,
The season is poised,
For changes unseen.

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September 14, 2014

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Red Feather

One feather with vanes of red,
Laying on the ground so blue
Fills me with a sudden dread,
Now will all the leaves change, too?

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September 8, 2014

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Witchy Flowers Three

Wonderful witchy flowers
Vivid visions
Spread smiles
Sing in sunshine
Fascinate fairies
Enchant elves
Bewitch bees
Weaken my knees
Even the sky weeps
With longing