Why be normal?
It’s much more fun
to be unique,
to stand out in a crowd,
to imagine
dragon queens and wizards.
Copyright 2017 Brenda Davis Harsham Continue reading
Tag Archives: dragons
The Split
One magical summer,
the grasses bend sideways
in a strong wind,
transforming field into ocean. Continue reading
Dragonfly Ode
mosquito-eating dragon,
autumnal dragonfly dreams in
lacy-winged stillness Continue reading
Iris Giants
My garden is peopled
with bearded giants,
purple, plump, and
peppered with gold dust. Continue reading
Fairy Tale Flowers
Seeds sown wide
scatter color to the wind.
July is hothouse
blooms and wildflowers:
Coreopsis gold,
Cosmos pink and purple,
Day lilies and moonflowers.
Bees, flown off their knees,
crumble dust to honey.
On that perfumed air,
dreams ride Scotch Broom,
trip on witch hobble
and snatch blueberries.
Bee balm bursts into fireworks.
Dragons doze in glades,
and little boys whistle up storms.
Thunder rides stallions
behind black clouds.
Summer is a fairy tale,
wild and free.
Copyright 2015 Brenda Davis Harsham
This post is part of Poetry Friday, this week hosted thanks to Keri Recommends.
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