Whatever our color outside,
the color inside
is the most precious,
the color that defines us. Continue reading
How can people say one skin is colored,
I love this post, the art and quote come together to speak to my heart. It reminds me of a post I wrote: https://friendlyfairytales.com/2016/04/09/color-of-a-rose/
Have a magical weekend! Warmly, Brenda
“We who are clay blended by the Master Potter,
come from the kiln of Creation in many hues.
How can people say one skin is colored,
when each has its own coloration?
What should it matter that one bowl is dark
and the other pale, if each is of good design
and serves its purpose well.”
~Polingaysi Qoyawayma, Hopi ~
Artist~Lisa O’Malley
Text & image source: Remember ღ Once upon a Time? https://web.facebook.com/RememberOnceUponATime/
Bees and Fairies
Used by Permission of Michelle Kogan
Thanks to Michelle Kogan, a Poetry Friday friend, for this stunning poetry postcard, with strawberries, bees and a Monarch fairy! Continue reading
Cottage Roses
crowded, clustered
climbing an iron archway
tiny cottage roses
Copyright 2017 Brenda Davis Harsham
Strawberry Moment
dusty road
farmstand strawberries
spring in my step
Notes: This was written in honor of Suzanne’s new haiku prompt site, On the Road. Continue reading
Silver Song
Will drops a berry in a stream.
It rolls and bounces along.
He thinks a dappled fish nibbles,
until he hears a silver song. Continue reading
Happy Father’s Day!
Happy Father’s Day! Continue reading
Ballooning
Like balloons, thoughts float,
spiraling up like hope,
like faith, like love.
If you let them.
Copyright 2017 Brenda Davis Harsham Continue reading
Moonlight Gloss
Moonlight glosses
dark waters.
Its silver light
beckons across
cold, silent space,
soothing us in our
troubled sleep. Continue reading
Room to Bloom
Like a flower, just opened,
hiding secrets
in my heart,
I have room to bloom,
to stretch and expand
into sunshine, Continue reading
Truth not Lies
June 4, 2017, I marched for Truth
among throngs of thousands.
For truth is more than a word.
Truth is right from wrong.
Truth is refuge and solace for
Americans, tall and small. Continue reading
Of Truth and Tyranny
Poppies for
remembrance.
Fallen soldiers.
Fallen journalists.
Blood spilled in fields.
We cannot sleep. Continue reading
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