Standard Posted by Brenda Davis Harsham Posted on October 9, 2013 Posted under Poetry Comments 34 Comments Lonely Birch Haiku Lonely birch on shore looking past the changing leaves, Saying nothing more. Copyright 2013 Brenda Davis Harsham Ways to Share this:EmailPrintTwitterPinterestFacebookMoreTumblrPocketLinkedInRedditLike this:Like Loading... Related birchchanging leavesFairyhaikulonelynaturephotographpoemPoetryshore Post navigation ← Glorious fanfare Maple Leaf in Fall: 4 Haiku → 34 thoughts on “Lonely Birch Haiku” Loved it. Thanks LikeLike Reply I’m so happy! Thanks for commenting. Brenda LikeLike Reply Hi there!! I enjoy reading your blog and being able to inspire one another through our posts. That’s why I nominated your blog for The Versatile Blogger Award!!!!! Congrats!!!! You deserve this!! ❤ http://lifebeinggirly.com/2013/10/10/gushing-with-glee/ LikeLike Reply Thanks, another happy dance! Hugs, Brenda LikeLike Reply This is absolutely inspiring!!!! PS Love your syntax!!!! LikeLike Reply Thanks! LikeLike Reply Breathtaking pic! The poem does complement it. LikeLike Reply Thanks! LikeLike Reply I love this poem!! LikeLike Reply Thanks! LikeLike Reply Lovely poem with very nice pic Brenda LikeLike Reply Thank you. Even kids feel lonely. LikeLike Reply Lovely & this IS a birch!!! LikeLike Reply 🙂 LOL, yes a beautiful white birch. It was much brighter than it looked, but somehow birches always seem to be radiant, and yet it doesn’t translate to film well. The light is always beyond them. 🙂 LikeLike Reply Awesome looks so peaceful……. LikeLike Reply Across the water, a family of swans, two white and four gray juveniles were beating their wings on the water, splashing like crazy. And I had 4 kids with me, at least one trying to be in the lead at any particular moment. Peaceful? Yes, actually. 🙂 LikeLike Reply Pretty scenery! LikeLike Reply The nature sanctuaries in Massachusetts are beautiful, any time of year, but they have a glorious chaotic beauty in fall. LikeLike Reply Nice.. I am starting to understand the fine subtleness of poetry. LikeLike Reply You do me a great honor, if you are attributing that to me. 🙂 LikeLike Reply I am! LikeLike Reply Then indeed, I feel honored. 🙂 Perhaps you should give it a whirl. It might lead to whirled peas. 🙂 Or great poetry! You might surprise yourself. 🙂 LikeLike Reply perfect blend ) LikeLike Reply Thanks, my friend. I do look forward to what you will say. 🙂 LikeLike Reply Love the picture – that is such a ‘Birch’ place and the few words of the haiku fit so well David LikeLike Reply That is the role of the birch, but usually you see a hole line of them. Here, there was the one lone birch, and it was thick — there for a long time. LikeLike Reply Lovely! LikeLike Reply Thanks! LikeLike Reply Perfect, Brenda!! LikeLike Reply Thanks! LikeLike Reply Again, true beauty in word and picture! 🙂 LikeLike Reply Thanks! I love your comments! LikeLike Reply What a lovely picture. And I liked the poem too. LikeLike Reply Thanks! Sometimes fall lends itself to sad moments. To silence. LikeLike Reply Comments welcome! Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.