maverick trickle,
still, icy rivulet takes
the path less traveled
nothing stands in water’s way
nature’s music, andante
Copyright 2016 Brenda Davis Harsham
Notes: Andante (pronounced on-don-tay) means music played in a moderately slow tempo. The poetry form is a tanka, which is a haiku followed by a two line stanza. In tankas, to vastly oversimplify, each line has maximum syllable counts of 5-7-5 then 7-7. In the third line, I refer to Robert Frost’s famous poem, The Road Not Taken, not for the first time.
Happy 2017. I hope you are having a magical New Year so far. I took a long woodsy hike, and I didn’t fall on the sheets of ice. Yay!
39 thoughts on “Frozen Trickle”
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Friendly Fairy Tales 
Very nice. Short but sweet.
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Thank you.
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
“TANKA YOU” VERY MUCH…BRENDA!
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XOXO
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Reblogged this on ' Ace Friends News ' and commented:
Fabulous water and streams so relaxing and calming … Winter has such a wonderful array of delights .. Fabulous post Brenda as always … Ian ☃
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Thanks, Ian!
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beautiful… Water… frozen tickle? WOW!
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Thanks! I like your post on Gaiman.
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Thanks dear 🙂
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Winter ice, one of my favorite things – fine image and poem. Happy new year!
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Happy New Year to you!
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Love this!
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Thanks, Resa!
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That is a very focused little stream of ice, very sure of its path. 🙂
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Yes, it’s knows where it’s going.
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If your picture is current you have WAY less snow than we do! I love anything to do with water – and it’s a lovely poem, complete with a nod to Robert Frost.
Happy New Year and all the best to you for 2017.
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Our snow is all gone again! Two days of rain. The grass still looks green. 🙂 Happy New Year!
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Yeah – we don’t have that problem here. We’ve had a day of frozen rain. Pretty, but slippery.
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Slippery is my least favorite part of winter.
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Agreed.
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Brenda – always continue your creative post…May God Bless you and I wish you 2017 with much more success, health and joy!
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I do follow. I never seem to see you in my reader, though. Happy New Year!!
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I love the idea of a water flow taking the path less travelled 🙂
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It would have been so easy for it to join a nearby brook, but it just doesn’t. 🙂 I like its energy.
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A quirky stream 🙂
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Nature is the original quirky. 🙂
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Happy New Year!
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Yay! Happy 2017! Let’s make it a great year!
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Your excitement is contagious 😃
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Thank you!
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i love how water finds its path, no matter the conditions. beautiful poem –
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Thanks, Beth.
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I love the word rivulet…
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Me, too! 😀
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A beautiful truth.
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Thanks!
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Isn’t it quite something? streams make their own paths 🙂
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It’s not far from a brook, but it had to make its own way. 🙂
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ya 😀
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