yellow dots of bees
broken clouds, sewn with sun
wildflower-blue field Continue reading
like pink fairy trees
Astilbe brushes my knees
pollen puff <sneeze!>
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Fields of daisies bloom
between forest and highway,
nodding sunny faces,
in the threshold
between earth and sky. Continue reading
A garden witch
knows when to weed,
when to deadhead.
Lets some things reseed.
Pulls quackgrass,
curly dock, carpet weed,
crab grass. Makes wishes Continue reading
after Terrance Hayes’s lines:
sing until our blood is jazz,
we swing from June to June
Our skin is too tight. We need to sing,
our spirits folded into cranes, until
we can no longer stop our
words from spilling like blood, Continue reading
Thanks to Jone for her amazing poem and photograph that arrived on a lovely plaque:
summer days
families gather
for sunset Continue reading
Rippled pond,
dew-strung lawn.
Yawning moon
welcomes dawn. Continue reading
raspberry blooms
chickadee hullabaloo
sunshine in my core Continue reading
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
crowded, clustered
climbing an iron archway
tiny cottage roses
Copyright 2017 Brenda Davis Harsham
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