past barren trees
path leads toward evergreens,
spring in infancy
earth still hard from winter’s cold
pine needles soften, endure
tender green shoots
entwined with fall memories
struggle toward sunshine
dream of golden summer warmth
tiger lily hearts leaping
Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham
Note: These two tanka are inspired by the Carpe Diem Haiku Kai,
and I dedicate them to Kristjaan, on the birth of his new grandchild.
Everything is on it’s way up!! 😀
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Yes, I hope so!!
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A lovely dedication 🙂
With a brief show of sun, some of my daffodils burst open.
Thanks for stopping by my Sunday Photo Fiction piece. I am having fun with that series. 😉
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I am having fun reading. Feeling sick again tonight, though and need to go to sleep early. Take care, Brenda
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Ooh, a beautiful tribute. 🙂
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Thanks! This time of year is not so photogenic. 🙂
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Love this
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Thanks!
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Brenda, The signs of Spring springing up everywhere, this is the joy of the north at this time of year. Take care, Bill
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Bill, Yes, we have to overlook the mud and focus on the beauty. 🙂 It’s been pouring here, no end in sight, and everything is muddy. But joyful: spring has arrived. Hugs, Brenda
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So many sprout… Lovely…
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Thanks!
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Lovely poem for my favorite time of the year.
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Thanks! It’s fun looking for the signs of bulbs springing up.
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beautiful, brenda. like the return of spring )
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I love the back view of winter. 🙂
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Love the haiku but never mind Spring it is the first day of summer here in the UK I wish someone would tell the weather or even Nature!!
!~! xxxx
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It’s pouring rain here this morning.
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I love he tiny bursts of growth trying to emerge.
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Thanks! Made me want to clear the ground for them, but it wasn’t my yard. I contented myself with a photo.
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Beautiful words and certainly an appropriate time of year for such wonderful insights… I always love your words… I get the feeling of the great old Masters of Poetry’s Past when reading you…. Great job well done, Thank you, claudy
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Claudy, Oh, my! You’ll turn my head. Thanks so much!! Blessings, Brenda
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this is purely lovely! kudos~
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Thanks! I’m jealous of all that beauty in your wilderness, but here, we are still looking at muddy, brown grass and dirty patches of snow. And yet, green is coming!
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