Bianca Belle knew full well:
A Belle wears white, plain and bright,
To her first ball within fairy Hall.
She wanted to rebel, shh, don’t tell!
She fought, ignoring all she’d been taught,
And did her own thing, finding her inner bling.
She added orange beads, like tiny seeds,
Dangling on citrine fringe: a wild color binge.
Bianca was one in a million at the cotillion.
She set a new trend by refusing to bend
To her parent’s tradition, creating a mission
Of being unique, true to herself, bold and chic.
Copyright 2015 Brenda Davis Harsham
Used with Kind Permission of Tracy at Wanderlust
Never before photographed in the wild!
The elusive, secretive Ice Snails —
Ice Snails clinging
Before the big race
Little hearts singing
Hoping for speed and grace.
Cloaking devices active —
Only frost fairies see snails —
Snails leave glistening trails.
One will finish first,
Blest by the Frost Queen,
Putting on speed in a burst,
Winning rights to preen.
Fairies celebrate with hot cider,
Made from Autumn’s windfalls,
Berry tart and mushroom slider —
Feasting and fun within Fairy halls.
No wild life were harming in the making of this post. 😉
Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham
Inspired by Tracy’s Ice photographs at Wanderlust. Check them out, they are awesome!
Winter red thorns,
Hardened by ice
And sharpened twice
Holes bored through by