
Used by Permission of Resa Swork
hot pink kisses
satin rose petals scattered
scent of carnations Continue reading

Used by Permission of Resa Swork
hot pink kisses
satin rose petals scattered
scent of carnations Continue reading

forest fern
curled with cold
gathers sunshine
Copyright 2017 Brenda Davis Harsham
Notes: Yay to the New England Patriots who won a playoff last night! Woo-hoo!

maverick trickle,
still, icy rivulet takes
the path less traveled Continue reading

trees aglow
star-shine on earth
blessings to all
Happy Holidays! I’ll be taking a few days with my family starting tonight. I wish everyone a magical weekend!

heaven-sent
gingerbread scent
December torment Continue reading

pink cottage roses
frosty hats at rakish angles
sporting the first frost
Copyright 2016 Brenda Davis Harsham
Notes: Winter has skated into town on frozen sidewalks, catching some late blooms off guard. They are rising to the occasion, though. I hope you’re having a magical week.

dance in time
winter’s coming,
but not today
Copyright 2016 Brenda Davis Harsham
Notes: Here is a haiku for healing. A Poetry Friday friend, Mary Lee Hahn, is hosting a December haiku extravaganza. I haven’t committed to a haiku every day, but after reading so many good ones in PF this weekend, I found myself writing one. A toast to the lingering warm days.

mosquito-eating dragon,
autumnal dragonfly dreams in
lacy-winged stillness Continue reading

a palette of earthtones
paints hillsides
with Autumn song Continue reading

still maiden
sentinel spruces enfold
green glen, act three Continue reading

stained glass frames
white bells, here and gone,
nature’s embroidery Continue reading

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.