Halloween’s coming:
Spooky sights, frights and delights,
Spiderweb and fog.
Copyright 2013 Brenda Davis Harsham
“The world is mud-luscious…
[and] puddle-wonderful”
e.e. cummings
My neighbor greeted me mournfully with these sad words: “Your house always has that large puddle in front of it,” and she pointed. Sure enough, I could have laid down in that puddle, and it would still have been longer than me and wider, too.
“That’s okay,” I responded with a smile. “I have two small boys who will love that puddle.” She looked taken aback, but I was the kind of mother to take my boys puddle-stomping on a whim. We named that puddle Alligator Pond. Many times, we stomped there, in water shoes and rain boots, and found ourselves anointed with the magic waters.
Now we can see all the world in a puddle, earth, sky, trees and ourselves.
Puddle splash laughter,
Muddy knees, arms windmilling,
rainwater in boots.
Copyright 2013 Brenda Davis Harsham
Note: If you like the haibun poetry style (prose followed by haiku), and want to dip a toe, you can find this week’s prompt at Ligo Haibun.
Further Note: The puddle in the photograph is not Alligator Pond, which is much dirtier and much closer to the sidewalk.
Check out Lady Fi’s stunning Dragon Sky! Hurry before it disappears like the other dragons. 😉 Have a great Thursday, Brenda
The autumn equinox rushed in
Like a ragged brow across the sky;
A dragon breathing fire clouds
Of orange and rain.
The strange light in the sky
Pulled us up the hill
To witness the sight of purple turmoil in the sky
In contrast to the calm surface of the lake.
(A few seconds later, the heavens opened
And a gale force wind started blowing
Making us dash for home in a whirlwind
Of laughter and leaves.)
For more amazing skies, please visit: Skywatch.
At the suggestion of my friend Jules Paige, I am dipping a toe in the still waters of the haibun, an art form embodied by prose followed by a haiku. The prompt is by Ligo Haibun, and with a choice of two pictures, I chose call2read‘s, and here goes:
Bloom of Life
And so my life unfolded, petal by petal, each memory as silky as a dewy rose petal brushed against my cheek. Shivers of dreams, slivers of thorns, sparkle of moon and stars. As a child, just a bud protected by my thick green casing, I did not always understand adult things. I dreamt of traveling the world, finding friends, eating new foods, learning every day new things. Slowly, my green shield loosened and opened. The days seemed infinite, opening petal by petal. I traveled, I made friends, and I learned every day. Now the rose of my life is fully open to the sun, and summer’s heat has made my soul expand in all directions, drinking in light, energy and warmth from friends, places and memories.
Spark of life sustains,
Creativity expands
Peace, love, joy with friends.
Copyright 2013 Brenda Davis Harsham
“Mr. Puffy!” Jane walked by a small patch of clover and two red leaves, calling for the Lord of the Stone Family. “Puff Monster!” The family cat definitely ruled their roost. Her father worried over him like a hen over a chick, Jane thought to herself with a smile.
She heard a gasp behind her, and she turned to look. Nothing. Except, beside the clover patch, was now a toadstool circle. All the toadstools looked down, as if not wanting to draw attention to themselves. They seemed to be hiding. Continue reading
A Curious Gal has a great eye for photography, and a lyrical commentary. I hope you enjoy her mermaid! Brenda