
yellow dots of bees
broken clouds, sewn with sun
wildflower-blue field Continue reading

yellow dots of bees
broken clouds, sewn with sun
wildflower-blue field Continue reading

Ouch, watch my leaves!
You’re stepping on my stem! Continue reading

Fields of daisies bloom
between forest and highway,
nodding sunny faces,
in the threshold
between earth and sky. Continue reading

Firework flower,
raspberry red,
scented like sage,
holds up its head. Continue reading

Rippled pond,
dew-strung lawn.
Yawning moon
welcomes dawn. Continue reading

Our rosebay rhododendron
is white with pink newness. Continue reading

yellow yarrow clouds
like bits of solid sunlight
speak of summer Continue reading

Ruffled red petals,
taut with youth,
reveal, then conceal 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
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

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