As Heaven Touches Earth

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The little birds
lift my spirit

and my mood

their songs
their flight
their lightness
and perfect beauty

transport me

our garden
blooms with birds
and dreams...
as heaven touches earth

our home

poem copyright ©2008 Anne Selden Annab

The Fairy Garden Poems # 34

Whispering Promises

New moon
new morning-
a Ramadan feast
for my eyes
before dawn...

New moon
in a blink

new morning:

Out of darkness
an uplifting breeze

a zephyr...

and then a blazing bloom
of amaranth all around

into amber
and gold

blending into the blues & greens
in our gardens

here and there
east meets west

whispering promises
and prayers...

in a blink
the beloved loves

and being is now
and forever

in the blue sky
and the rocks
that we can hold in our hands

poem & picture copyright ©2008 Anne Selden Annab

The Fairy Garden Poems # 33

Timbre

Each day's bouquet
blooms differently

moody moody me
in every flower
and weed

watching
always watching

to find echoes
of what was
and will be

how will it twine
into my own self

to find tremble
and trumpet

... does it drink of my veins
as I breathe in rooted here

does it know of my dreams...

poem & picture copyright ©2008 Anne Selden Annab

The Fairy Garden Poems # 32

Summer Vines

Summer vines
take earth & sun & water
& the bluest bits of sky
..... the purest
prettiest
elements of all
and blend them
into vivid green
.... almost burgeoning

Tentatively

Tentatively

Tentatively

at first touch

always reaching

find anchor

and the ecstasy of seduction

poem & picture copyright ©2008 Anne Selden Annab

The Fairy Garden Poems # 31

Morning Glories

Step out into the dew
the new light dawning now

A scattering of stars briefly slip
into flower shapes
as bird songs
infuse bloom
with galactic power
briefly
Begin again

Pinwheels
unfurl

as if to parachute
into sky blue

but bluer
truer

trumpeting

poem & picture copyright ©2008 Anne Selden Annab

The Fairy Garden Poems # 30

Twilight

If I could melt into you
I would

become the air
in your feathers

and the loft
in your wing

If I could melt into you
and the warmth of my own hand

holding you

lending you branch
little twig

and lilac dreams...

poem & picture copyright ©2008 Anne Selden Annab

The Fairy Garden Poems # 29