
Moonlight glosses
dark waters.
Its silver light
beckons across
cold, silent space,
soothing us in our
troubled sleep. Continue reading

Moonlight glosses
dark waters.
Its silver light
beckons across
cold, silent space,
soothing us in our
troubled sleep. Continue reading

Like a flower, just opened,
hiding secrets
in my heart,
I have room to bloom,
to stretch and expand
into sunshine, Continue reading
June 4, 2017, I marched for Truth
among throngs of thousands.
For truth is more than a word.
Truth is right from wrong.
Truth is refuge and solace for
Americans, tall and small. Continue reading

Poppies for
remembrance.
Fallen soldiers.
Fallen journalists.
Blood spilled in fields.
We cannot sleep. Continue reading


politics divide
but can’t be set aside
when the powerful
tell us we are powerless
then we must stand together
raise our voices
clamor to be heard
truth is more than a word
Copyright 2017 Brenda Davis Harsham Continue reading

Cat went here. The moon was there.
Cat crept toward the Dandelion moon.
Cat’s paw was an asteroid, flying fast. Continue reading

Polkadot Princess Ladybug hides
her wings beneath
crimson shields. Continue reading
Our oldest love, our first love,
unfolding from our own birth,
grows as we take our first steps,
flows in our veins,
lodges in our fiber.
The love that makes us children again. Continue reading

Even Mother’s Day
is a mothering day.
A day of hair braiding,
breakfast sharing, Continue reading

cherry-petal pink
lilacs tease green hearts,
kissing and telling Continue reading