Summer sunshine’s burns bright,
Rings of pink-gold blinding light.
Peonies burst forth, glossy and fragrant,
Sunshine embraces them, radiant.
Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham
Category Archives: Poetry
Sea Horses
A little Scottish magic from the land where the longest day is even longer than mine! GreenMackenzie is a magical person, and I hope you will visit her. Blessings, Brenda
Wild sea wind whipped over
Brooding blue waves tinged with gold
Combing their foam manes
White Butterfly Dream
The white butterfly raises her wings,
Setting sail across the wide Dogwood Sea.
Wind makes the crossing choppy,
White wings jibe and come about,
Alighting nowhere, like a fae albatross.
The cabbage-white butterfly blends —
She could be a dogwood petal
But for her mesmerizing aerial dance.
One tiny egg laid on the underside of a mustard leaf,
Gave birth to her brief but ecstatic life.
Her tiny white wing-sails make of the air an endless ocean.
Oh, to dance with her on the white breakers,
Smelling sweetly of spring rather than salt
With nectar’s spray dampening my skin.
Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham
Splashin’ Pink
fingerpaint pink rays
blooms opening childlike smiles
fuzzy green hearts
Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham
Rock Garden Charm
rock garden
structure enfolds elegance
stone walls support
Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham
Papa Poppy
Shining brightly, for all to see,
Father flower, right there nightly,
Strong and steadfast, ready to enfold,
With love, his children he beholds.
Happy Father’s Day to my hubby, father of my three children, my own father and my father-in-law. And Happy Father’s Day to all the dads, on the good days and the bad. Parenting can be a bumpy road, but this is for the dads who keep going, day after day, making bad days better and good days great. We all need our fathers as much as our mothers. Blessings, Brenda
Celandine Often Seen
deep in the woods
wildflowers by the path’s edge
sunshine in the dim
Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham
Succor for Soul Ninette
Still
Garden
Succulents,
Thick and fleshy,
Summer heart pulsing,
Pride of Wood Elves,
Flowers not,
Dry Wit,
Root.
Note: This poem is a Ninette, with 5 lines, starting with one syllable on the first line, increasing by ones to five on the fifth and then decreasing by ones to one syllable on the last line. Or a syllable count of: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.
Reference: Poetry Soup – Ninette
Violet Starburst
“It’s not about what it is, it’s about what it can become.”
― Dr. Seuss, The Lorax
shooting stars
tiny truffula trees
violet galaxy
Note: In my house, despite knowing this is the giant allium bloom, we always call it the Dr. Seuss plant, in honor of it looking like his truffula trees in the Lorax. Every year it delights us and makes us smile.
Prague’s Fairytale Rooftops~
Here is a new venue for the fairies. These photos make my heart sing. Cindy is very talented. Now I’m adding Prague to my bucket list. Have a fantastic week! Warmly, Brenda
Prague, the magical fairyland……
The rooftops fascinate!
This is where the fairies come to dance, in this magical fairytale city.
All of Prague is like a fairyland and when you are here you are sure the fairies are too.
Who else were these rooftops built for?
We of course can enjoy them, but only the fairies can dance up there!
Feeling a bit nostalgic for Prague and I thought you might enjoy some images too!
Okay….. so this isn’t exactly a roof, it’s a ceiling, but I included it because in Prague the things under the roof are just as beautiful as the things on the roof!
Cheers to you from incomparable Prague~
Colorful posters led the way to the Butterfly Exhibit…
I’m not the only place talking about fairies! 🙂 Signposts are there, if you pause and look. And drink in some more PINK! Have a great Sunday! Warmly, Brenda
Wisteria Heavy
weighted with words
wisteria heavy
falling from lips
Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham
Friendly Fairy Tales 