Any vessel
can hold
light.
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Cloud Path
Even in the clouds,
I see paths
drawing me
toward them.
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Happy Valentine Friday!
Roses are red,
violets are blue,
it’s Valentine Friday
so yippee and WAH-HOOOO!
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Pump up the Color
As leaves drop
and flowers fade,
summer lingers in
memories made.
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Texture
Texture of stone,
leaf and stem —
each vivid color,
a priceless gem.
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Christmas Cheer
May your days be full of cheer
with everyone you hold dear
well and full of fun.
each and every one!
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Moonlit Kitty
When you’re blue,
look above:
the moon smiles,
bright with love.
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Hiding Spell
Don’t look,
don’t see,
I’ll stay still,
you won’t see me!
Copyright 2017 Brenda Davis Harsham
Notes: Here’s a ditty for a summer day in honor of a shy visitor. Do you see the bunny?
Scilla Song
You should sing the blues,
but your music’s too sweet,
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Yellow Thing
I enjoy every
yellow thing
that blooms in
early spring.
Copyright 2016 Brenda Davis Harsham
Note: This ditty is in honor of writing and rewriting manuscripts galore. Plus, today, I won an award-winning book thanks to a cat named Maggie. Continue reading
Ditty on Pink
When your spirits start to sink,
Don’t over-think, drink in pink.
Begin to revive; continue to thrive:
Beauty multiplies love times five.
Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham
Note: This post is dedicated to MichelleMarie, who with Jeanne Marie, started thinkingpinkx2, which has been brightening up my reader. Michelle Marie speaks pink. Jeanne Marie says: “Pink is our retreat from the daily battles of life without giving up.” 🙂 Stop by there for some Pink Therapy, and you won’t be sorry!
Winter Red Ditty
Patches of snow gleam in drifts,
Branches entwine in red towers,
High rises for fairies on shifts,
Thicket bark lovelier than flowers.
Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham
