Monday, July 25, 2011


Like modern day 'Lady Godiva’
she cycles through the sky,
pulling the “dog days” of summer behind her;
pleasant days turning hot and dry.

But surely, no “dog” is she,
this bright star that shines through the haze.
With only a single glance,
men weaken under her gaze;

while women become aroused--
as within them she lights a flame;
explaining celebration and sacrifice
that’s been given in her name.

She still spins her seasonal spell
that no mortal man may defy;
seducing all who dare to stare
at her brightness suspended on high.

© Ginny Brannan
Photo prompt courtesy Tess Kincaid at Magpie Tales
Magpie Tales #75

Sunday, July 17, 2011

Beautifully Odd/Oddly Beautiful

“She’s rather odd," is what they say,
she’s not the same as you or me;
it seems her thoughts she can’t convey.
"She’s rather odd," is what they say;
with tiny mice she likes to play.
What do those lovely blue eyes see?
"She’s rather odd," is what they say;
she’s not the same as you or me…

©  Ginny Brannan July 2011

Photo: photographer Rosie Hardy

Sharing at d'Verse Poets Pub Form for All~Triolet 3/9/12. 

Friday, July 15, 2011

Apollo Eclipsed

Image: Photobucket DSeif 28849

I am drawn to this lady of the night
in luminescent dress of mirrored light.
Beauty combined with mystery and grace,
inspiring poets and artists with her face.

Cerridwen, Luna, Artemis, Selene;
by these and many guises she is seen.
She casts her magical enchantments well,
even true cynics fall under her spell.

And mighty oceans are forced to comply
to mystical woman who rules the sky.
Sometimes her profile is all that we see,
but I favor her full face shining on me…

So turn me away from the harsh daylight,
I succumb to this beauty of the night.

©  Ginny Brannan June 2011

Moon Goddesses and deities:
Cerridwen=Welsh; Luna (Diana) Roman; Artemis and Selene=Greek. 
Apollo of course, Greek god of light and sun

Monday, July 11, 2011

Pretentious Paradise (Flash 55)

Mere miles off Massachusetts’ coastline, this island awaits:
noted summer paradise for pompous politicians and presidents.
Sailboats and yachts anchor side-by-side near sleepy seaside villages.
Well-tanned physiques, perfectly sculpted by personal trainers,
play mock tennis matches and wander through fancy boutiques
that cater to the well-groomed wealthy…
 ~ Welcome to The Vineyard ~

© Copyright Ginny Brannan July 2011

People of Chilmark, Thomas Hart Benton, 1920
*Chilmark is a village on the island of Martha’s Vineyard. 

A few facts about the Vineyard: During the summer, the usual 15,000 residents swell to 75,000. Presidents Clinton and Obama have vacationed there. The Kennedy's family home is just across the Vineyard sound in Hyannis, and they are known to spend time here. Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis owned an estate here. Singers James Taylor and Carly Simon are residents of this island. Steven Spielberg filmed the movie 'Jaws' here. Actor John Belushi is buried here.
This is my first attempt at a Flash 55, a story told in 55 words
Photo prompt courtesy of Tess Kincaid for Magpie Tales#73
Posted at Mr. Know-It-All's Flash Friday 55

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Planting Magic Seeds

Image credit:

"Look what I planted!” is how she began;.
“I think that it’s magic!” she said with a grin.
“Just like Jack’s beanstalk, how tall it will grow,
and up it to fetch those gold eggs we will go!!”
I looked at her, smiled, nodded and said:
“We’ll climb it, it’s time for bed!”

May we view each day through our child’s eyes--
  with love, amazement and happy surprise.

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I remember a time when my own son was small, maybe not quite four, and we were walking to the store in winter. He would approach each snow mound, poke and kick it, saying that he thought it might hold long-lost buried treasure. As he ran ahead, I dropped a coin or two into one, so that I might see the amazement on his face as he discovered it on his return trip! Feeding a child’s imagination helps to foster and promote curiosity, and a lifelong joy of reading and quest for learning.

©Copyright Ginny Brannan July 2011

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Season of the Sun

Wheat Field With Rising Sun, Vincent van Gogh, 1889

Humid summer season lies before us
languid days and sultry nights combine--
listen, hear the crickets sing their chorus,
smell the sweet fruit ripen on the vine.

Across the valley, fields stretch on forever…
the tall wheat turning golden in the sun;
distant mountains call us to their coolness;
no respite until the day is done.

I wish these summer days could last forever--
basking under Helios’ glow.
Already, our long days are growing shorter…
seems that sadly, all good things must go.

© Copyright Ginny Brannan July 2011

Photo prompt courtesy Tess Kincaid, Magpie Tales #72
Shared at One Stop Poetry, One Shot Wednesday Week #53

Friday, July 1, 2011

Poseidon Awaits

Like a forest of trees just awaiting a breeze,
their masts are lined up in the bay.
Bobbing and floating, seems no one is boating
this beautiful warm summer day.

Where are their Skippers, those happy “day trippers?”
Perhaps they have all gone away…
Let us hoist our sail while the fair winds prevail,
enjoying the feel of the spray!
© Copyright Ginny Brannan July 2011
Photo prompt courtesy of Blue Bell Books Thursday Short Story Slam