feathered fairies
flittering
skittering
silently skyward
are everywhere
listen
they call from treetops
to one another
and to you
and if you really focus
calm your jittering
senses
focus your eyes
your heart
your mind
there they are
hovering near you
turning your blackest moments
into luminescent rubies
Jewniquely Myself 
Reblogged this on Campbells World and commented:
Here’s Joan yet again with another beautiful poem to enjoy.
Do you all not think her poems are just wonderful?
And.
Don’t you think she should put them into a book?
🙂
Thanks for your support, dear Patty! Time will tell… *smiling heart*
Yes, a book, please!
*smiling heart*
This is beautiful Joan
Thank you, sweet Lorraine! Maybe like us you have hummingbirds in your garden or nearby? We’ve created a kind of have for them and gotten to know them quite well…such treasures they are!Blessings and love to you!
No we don’t have hummingbirds here. We have many beautiful burds, but nothing like that. I wish we had. You paint a lovely picture of them
I just sent you an email Joan.
I can hear the humming birds 🙂
May they be a sweet blessing to you! I’m so happy to find you here…may I call you Pari?
The happiness is all mine 😊 You can always call me Pari. That’s what everybody calls me.
I have no idea what sounds a hummingbird makes. Maybe I hear them all the time but don’t know it. Hmmm.
They are everywhere, so maybe you do! Thanks so much for stopping by, blessings to you, Linda!
Beautiful words – i can feel the hummingbirds in my heart! i love everything you write – how is it? God blessed me with this magic. 🙂 And magical friend. 🙂
I feel the same way about you and your writing, my beloved friend! *smiling heart*