Welcome 2014
spiky shells store treats
far up a bare chestnut tree
kept for the new year
I hope your new year has many saved treats, stored against the long winter.
I also hope you find just what you need, when you first realize you need it. Joyous New Year!
Copyright 2013 Brenda Davis Harsham
Northern lights result from solar emissions traveling across space and colliding with earth, sparking incredible light displays. They can happen any time or any place on earth, but the lights, uncoiling like chinese dragons, are only visible in the darkest night sky. Perhaps we are always surrounded by these subtle displays of arching color, but our eyes cannot see them in the greater brightness of the sun and moon.
golden pine droplets
fairy cobblers harvest
resin slippers shine
Copyright 2013 Brenda Davis Harsham
summer blooms faded
vivid winter iris glows
some consolation
Copyright 2013 Brenda Davis Harsham
There’s nothing sadder in this world than to awake Christmas morning and not be a child.
— Erma Bombeck
When I was a child, I hated suspense, and all my energy went into solving mysteries quickly. I generally figured out who did what where in the game Clue, where the flag was in Stratego and what I was getting for Christmas. Continue reading
The weirdest thing, I published this today, December 18, and the post vanished into the past — December 12! I’m reblogging it for those who’ve bookmarked me and don’t look at their reader, so the entry will be on top. How bizarre! Has this happened to anyone else? Warmly, Brenda
fresh new snow falling
path through a magic portal
leave the past behind
Copyright 2013 Brenda Davis Harsham
buds waiting for spring
reluctant leaves enduring
dreaming of summer
Copyright 2013 Brenda Davis Harsham
golden sunshine glows
fae hide in the dark spaces
writing to Santa
Copyright 2013 Brenda Davis Harsham
Used with permission of Managua Gunn
I dream here in this place of ancient magic, listening to the humming telephone wires. Oil wells beat like a thousand hearts. My roots stretch beneath the hill, into the frozen past. The dry desert sands cannot warm the hidden place where the Garden of Eden still flourishes, hidden from man these many thousand years. I was blown to this hill as a seed, more than 400 years ago.
mother lost in time
father wind threw me from her
alone in this place
A child fell, cutting his knee on a pottery shard. His blood watered the sand, pushing me into the soil. In his brief pain, he called to Enki, the Water God, who granted a year of beating rain. Was I blessed by Enki to outlive my kin or cursed to burn in the sun, gaped at by tourists?
Shajarat-al-Hayat
symbol of forgotten time
outliving all loves
Copyright 2013 Brenda Davis Harsham
Inspired by the weekly Haībun challenge.
References:
http://www.worldtoptop.com/mysterious-tree-of-life-bahrain/
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tree_of_Life,_Bahrain
http://www.bahrain.com/en/vp/things-to-do/top-ten-sights/Pages/Tree-of-Life.aspx#.UqvbGyihDzI
blue topaz shadows
yew queen crowned in ice crystals
sparkling with diamonds
Copyright 2013 Brenda Davis Harsham
fresh new snow falling
path through a magic portal
leave the past behind
Copyright 2013 Brenda Davis Harsham
magical dwarf hides
white duvet cannot warm him
cold makes stone from bone
Copyright 2013 Brenda Davis Harsham
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