thoughts like thorns
underfoot
step cautious
even flowers
have dreams Continue reading
Underfoot
Under it All
What’s under it all?
What secret rivers flow
through
dark cave systems,
home to blind fish,
white like the moon,
the color of wishing?
Where lie the bones
of the very last dinosaur Continue reading
Driftwood Phoenix
Laid
bare,
barren,
broken down,
but pieces form art.
Driftwood rises above its end
forming a bird of legend with magical power,
spinning ashes to art, renewing the forlorn and forgotten, even transcending.
Copyright 2016 Brenda Davis Harsham
Notes: This is a Fibonacci Poem (0r “fib” for short). Each succeeding line is equal in syllable length to the total syllables in the preceding two lines, or: one, one, two, three, five, eight, thirteen, twenty-one, thirty-four, etc. I’ve written two other fibs, Star Fairy and Fairy Ball.
This poem will be my weekly Poetry Friday tiddly-wink of word play. Thanks Violet Nesdoly for hosting and posting that moving photo and poem about forest fires. My heart goes out to the people of Fort McMurray, Canada. And to the wildlife equally homeless. May everyone have a safe and magical weekend. Warmly, Brenda
The enchanted forest
Take a fairy tale journey Down Under with artist, writer and photographer Suzanne at Art and Life. Where is this enchanted forest? What do people leave for the fairies?
Cherry Blossoms
roses of springtime
wide ball skirts for fairies
who dance on clouds
Copyright 2016 Brenda Davis Harsham
Note: Happy Mother’s Day! I hope your day was full of warmth and love. 🙂
Dance in the Light
Music, magic, gorgeous photos, moving words, this post has it all and more. Antilandscaper is terrific!
Hold Still
Stand in silence
Listen to the musical notes
As the first rays
Of the sun
Touch the sky
Unfolds a day
As the night’s dew
Descends to the ground
Light dances
In color and shadow
With each moment
Until it fades
Beyond the horizon
Night skies
Star light
Light from beyond time
Beyond our imagination
All notes of a symphony
Not to orchestrate
Just to listen
Move softly
With all that is around
Of day or night
To dance in the light
Cultivar
Six-pointed stars
cup sunshine,
burning white at
their pointy tips. Continue reading
Teachers Shine
More numerous than
stars in the sky,
and burning just
as brightly,
our teachers help us
learn to shine,
Continue reading
Dandelions Delight
Calling all bees,
if you please,
come get yellow
to your knees. Continue reading
Blissful blossom
Spring is magic on LavenderMoonGirl’s blog.
Blossom floats blissfully
Like gossamer,
Kissing our faces
With fairy breath.
On my walks now blossom is bountiful in wonderful rich cherry pinks to the most delicate whites. It is the translucent whites which I love to look up and see wonderful patterns and shadows and smell nature’s sweet spring breath. Magic!
Illumination
Seedbud makes magic at LeafandTwig. I’m never sorry I stopped by.
Doorway to Spring
Glimpses of green
newly seen,
make my heart sing,
ah, spring. Continue reading
Friendly Fairy Tales 