
Grafted to my oak stem,
your pink camellia
fingers twined
so sweetly
that we formed
new growth. Continue reading

Grafted to my oak stem,
your pink camellia
fingers twined
so sweetly
that we formed
new growth. Continue reading

in uncovered ears,
ice-flakes tickle and tease
driven by bitter winds
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Weave your story
with mine,
and we will never
live alone.
Copyright 2021 Brenda Davis Harsham
Notes: If you have time, watch the incandescent poem below, the inspiration for my poem, found when I went looking for wind and waves. At this time of too many divisions, let’s remember the past and honor each others’ stories. We need to unite, fight the virus, not each other.
Oral Traditions
— William Nu’Utupu Giles and Travis T.

some days
the light shines brightest
behind the tree line
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resolved,
to recognize stars
in winter wastes Continue reading

Thankful for family,
the four who stay with me
despite this year of separations. Continue reading

autumn rain
slapping five with maple leaves,
pitter-pat splats
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when the weight carried
presses me into the ground
I have to let go Continue reading

When doors slam,
things look tough, or
your heart is drumming it,
Remember you’re
the AMAZING YOU
and keep humming it. Continue reading

a palette of earthtones
paints hillsides
with Autumn song
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Write your story
for words are
perfect petals
that bring color
to the world.
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