Tulips gossip downtown
in streets curved in frowns.
Too many people
walk dogs, legs lifting –
tulips don’t want a drink,
of that kind, I think. Continue reading
Tag Archives: Flower
Tickled on Tuesday
Three Dutch tweens
tickled by the breeze Continue reading
Tulip Torn
The first petal falls
without a sound
on a day
like any other. Continue reading
Azaleas Pop
blooms yearn
azaleas pop
sunrise unrolls
nature flows Continue reading
Happy #Children’s Day!
May the sun shine
on children everywhere.
May magic find you
and luck keep you
warm on the road
that takes you home.
Copyright 2016 Brenda Davis Harsham
Note: My inner child is happy to celebrate! Is it really Thursday? Where has the week gone? Apparently yesterday was International Children’s Day (or “International Day for Protection of Children”), but Twitter is still celebrating today, and I am, too.
Lily of the Valley
stained glass frames
white bells, here and gone,
nature’s embroidery Continue reading
Strawberry Patch
Leaves of three and
white petals
foretell the fruit. Continue reading
Before and After
I woke. I groaned.
I clenched my eyes,
but the sunlight
had no mercy. Continue reading
Colonize
We’re overcrowded,
we’ve no room, Continue reading
Honeysuckle Magic
sudden magic of
honeysuckle scent takes me
back to hide-and-seek
beside winding brook
glimmer of tadpoles
tiny almost-legs dangle
my inner child is
still ready to hide and seek
ready or not!
Copyright 2016 Brenda Davis Harsham
Notes: These three haiku are in answer to Ronovan’s Weekly Haiku Challenge: Magic and Glimmer. How could I resist writing something? Can you?
I was also inspired by Annette Rochelle Aben’s ballet poem to look into my own past for inspiration.
In writing haiku, I don’t follow a strict 5/7/5 syllable count. I view that more as a maximum rather than a goal. My goal is instead to record a moment of realization or wonder.
Dogwood Dizzy
dogwood fragrance
a cool spring breeze flutters trees
dogwood dizzy
Copyright 2016 Brenda Davis Harsham
Underfoot
thoughts like thorns
underfoot
step cautious
even flowers
have dreams Continue reading
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