blurry or sharp,
clues hide in daily chaos,
but I can’t focus
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blurry or sharp,
clues hide in daily chaos,
but I can’t focus
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love is
in the very stone of the earth,
and on every path
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Freed,
treed,
high as a bird,
like a rising song,
with a need to climb
ever higher,
a girl can believe,
can succeed,
can belong. Continue reading
lavender longing
thin blue shadows on white snow
remembering bees
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dance in time
winter’s coming,
but not today
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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.
Gray rain, icy day,
can’t take my grin away.
Copyright 2016 Brenda Davis Harsham
Note: It rained all day, and I have the flu, but I can’t let it get me down. Have a magical week.