Standard Posted by Brenda Davis Harsham Posted on December 28, 2013 Posted under Poetry Comments 37 Comments Winter’s Jewels Haiku golden pine droplets fairy cobblers harvest resin slippers shine Copyright 2013 Brenda Davis Harsham Ways to Share this:EmailPrintMoreTwitterTumblrPinterestPocketFacebookGoogleLinkedInRedditLike this:Like Loading... Related cobblerFairyfairy taleFairy Talesfriendly fairy talehaikuharvestJewelpoemPoetryTreewinter Post navigation ← Cabbage-Iris Haiku Northern Lights Haībun → 37 thoughts on “Winter’s Jewels Haiku” You found quite a hidden treasure and gave it a lovely voice:) LikeLike Reply Yes, I was quite surprised to see it there, hanging like one piratical earring. 🙂 LikeLike Reply Amazing picture happy new year and please accept this award http://acollectionofwriting.wordpress.com/2013/12/30/thanks-to-belsbor/ LikeLike Reply Thanks so much! I’ll be by soon to take a look! Brenda LikeLike Reply #Festive Beautifully written Brenda 🙂 Once again, so much said and inspired with so few words. Also, love the picture. ML xx P.s: Hope you have had a wonderful Christmas and go on to have a terrific New year! LikeLike Reply And you, Miss Lou, have wonderful holidays! We are enjoying ourselves here. Too many cookies! LOL Warmly, Brenda LikeLike Reply Lol @ too many cookies.. is there really any such thing? One can indulge a little at Christmas eh… LikeLike Reply My children would agree with you wholeheartedly. LOL LikeLike Reply Sticky slippers! Kind of like B’rer Rabbit? Happy holidays. LikeLike Reply I see them as golden and shiny rather than sticky, with a little earth magic used by the fae cobblers, but I am an optimist. 🙂 Happy Holidays to you as well, Brenda LikeLike Reply Ok, I’m squinting, and blowing dandelions and — YES! I see it! Cheers– LikeLike Reply LOL, I’m glad you saw the magic. Cheers, Brenda LikeLike Reply Love the photo…and resin slippers too! LikeLike Reply 🙂 Thanks, I love taking photos. I need a better camera one of these days. 🙂 LikeLike Reply Ooh! I like those descriptive words and I hope the ice storm creations did not drive you and yours too crazy or upset your holidays! I heard about several dangerous situations out East… Have a safe, joyous and beautiful New Year, Brenda! Hugs, Robin LikeLike Reply The ice storm missed us, we have been fine. I’ve seen some amazing pictures of it elsewhere. Glad you are safe, too! Will be putting up a New Year’s post and a new story soon. Peace and Joy, Brenda LikeLike Reply I was missing some good Haiku, and that was a precious picture, you should be a photographer as well, a professional one that is. LikeLike Reply I wish! LOL Maybe I will put some photos up for sale if I can figure out how to do it. LOL Happy Holidays! Brenda LikeLike Reply Happy holidays…and a happy new year! LikeLike Reply And magical days full of joy! LikeLike Reply I run out of lines, can´t beat that….hold it…trying….hit it…..joy will be the becoming of our days. Let´s see if you can come up with. LikeLike Reply It’s not a contest. Joy will be the becoming of our days. I love that. Thanks! LikeLike I should try more poetry LikeLike Yes, please. LikeLike Today!! Not kidding, your going to be so flabergaster(is that a word?) that you won´t be able to get off the computer for two hours…at the least. LikeLike I am always flabbergasted at how unsure you can be, and so sure of other things. LOL Breakfast is calling me. LikeLike Almost got the word right. You´re right, even I tend to amaze myself on how I can be so calm,sure of myself, think through things in matter of seconds when it gets to critical situations probably the army had something to do with it, or I just hadded in me, then I was tested on it and I seem to do fine. I tend to detach myself emotionally from the situation, and go on what I call my “Robotic mode”. Meaning I asses the situation and then say “O.K I have to do A B and C, to solve the problem or make it a little less painful at least. And then all my energies and focus just on what it has to be done to solve the problem. In this case with my dying uncle.So even with family I do it. May seem a bit harsh, but I can´t afford to cry or just panick since if I do a bad situation is just going to be worst. That was a rant, are you my psychologist? LikeLike I can’t claim to solve any one’s issues, in or out. That’s your job. 🙂 I can listen, though. I hope you stay centered and happy and heal well. Brenda LikeLike Love this haiku! Esp the resin slippers shining! Beautiful. LikeLike Reply Thanks, Maureen. I hope you had a lovely Christmas, and I look forward to more haibun in the New Year! 😉 LikeLike Reply Beautiful poem which gives me hope for that spring is approching – I love springtime. Not because of the pollen ( me and my boys are allergic) – but I love when the first flower buds shows up, and everything else that I can’t express in english…is reborn – it gives hope and it makes me amazed of the strenght in life. I always look around watching the birds returning, the bugs returning and I sigh of relief and sau load to myself – thank you for coming back this year too. Happy New year Brenda! LikeLike Reply Happy, joyous new year!! I also love to see the buds, swelling with nearness to spring. I love to see the evidence of juices flowing in the trees, life slumbering, but renewing. I like winter, but always I am thinking of spring. 🙂 Thanks for commenting. LikeLike Reply 🙂 LikeLike Reply Reblogged this on Jesse Talks Back and commented: Beautiful LikeLike Reply Thanks! Happy holidays! Warmly, Brenda LikeLike Reply I love what you do, bright, cheery and thank you! LikeLike Reply Oh, my pleasure. You’ve made my day! LikeLike Reply Comments welcome! 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