
tart and sweet,
is remembering
summer
its warm fruit
was scented with sunshine
Copyright 2018 Brenda Davis Harsham Continue reading

tart and sweet,
is remembering
summer
its warm fruit
was scented with sunshine
Copyright 2018 Brenda Davis Harsham Continue reading

harvest
heavy and round,
happiness
in fall, even the apples
have stars
Copyright 2018 Brenda Davis Harsham Continue reading

Nearly Halloween,
time to see the unseen:
alligators in the milkweed,
cell bars in the pavement,
and everything spooky In-Between.
Copyright 2018 Brenda Davis Harsham Continue reading

the bees knees
is friends, tea, sunshine,
and poetry
Copyright 2018 Brenda Davis Harsham Continue reading

nothing makes my heart sing
like fields of wildflowers
and golden days
Copyright 2018 Brenda Davis Harsham Continue reading

Wet leaves,
milkweed seed,
painted blooms
honey mead,
fragrance of fall,
floating like Chagall.
Copyright 2018 Brenda Davis Harsham Continue reading

under green light,
a silent reverie,
shielded from sight
Copyright 2018 Brenda Davis Harsham Continue reading
A wonderful post from Beth that I had to share…
“october is the month for painted leaves…. as fruits and leaves and the day itself acquire a bright tint just before they fall, so the year near its setting. october is its sunset sky; november the later twilight.’ ~henry david thoreau, “Autumnal Tints” — image credit: “Autumnal Equinox” by Maggie Vandewalle – […]

red-orange flames,
breeze across the zinnias
thick with summer scent
Copyright 2018 Brenda Davis Harsham Continue reading