The world hums with voices
as the warm days fly by,
people in pain
virus numbers climbing
exhausted frontline workers
and protestors in peril.
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Brenda Davis Harsham

Posted on

June 16, 2020

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Current Events, Photography, Poetry

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Colors Unbounded

All colors
should be free
to be,
to be as covered in glory
or as mired in earth
as needed,
or to stretch between the two,
bowing faces to roots or
lifting shining faces
in sunshine, Continue reading →

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Brenda Davis Harsham

Posted on

June 12, 2020

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Memoir, Photography, Poetry

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Art and Artifice

Every child dreams,
creates art,
writes poetry,
sings songs.
Why do most stop? Continue reading →

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Brenda Davis Harsham

Posted on

June 10, 2020

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Current Events, Memoir, Photography, Poetry

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Glorious Color

As the cardinal calls
pretty, pretty, pretty,
apple blossoms
quiver like
cabbage butterflies
in lilac-scented sunshine. Continue reading →

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Brenda Davis Harsham

Posted on

June 5, 2020

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Current Events, Memoir, Photography, Poetry

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Music in the Trees

I miss shaking a newspaper,
folding it closed, washing
black ink from my fingers,
feeling accomplished before
moving on with my day.

Instead, I hopscotch a crazy-quilt —
CNN. BBC. MSNBC. Fox. Round
and round, site to site and back,
never washing the stain
of sad news from my heart. Continue reading →

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Brenda Davis Harsham

Posted on

June 2, 2020

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Current Events, Memoir, Photography, Poetry

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Justice

All the flowers, poems
cards, and teddy bears
left on sidewalks
after someone died
somehow
don’t fill
the painful void
where a person
we loved
once lived.
Only progress
toward justice
can ease the pain.
A little.