
the sinking sun’s
final golden rays light
my quiet heart
Copyright 2021 Brenda Davis Harsham Continue reading
the sinking sun’s
final golden rays light
my quiet heart
Copyright 2021 Brenda Davis Harsham Continue reading
when the weight carried
presses me into the ground
I have to let go Continue reading
October is a month of O’s:
orange gourds, ogres, owlets, oracles,
octopuses, otters and orangutans on
odysseys with outstretched hands, Continue reading
October blooms are
heavy under gray skies.
Summer is a faded smudge
on the hydrangeas. Continue reading
gray and white,
clouds unroll like mummy wrappings
for the moon
Notes: Happy October! I’m gearing up for Halloween. Continue reading
Skipping and hopping,
from petal to leaf,
chased by beetles,
is a nectar thief!
Jack Frost’s cousin,
Chill, the Fall sprite,
arrives every October,
to the beetle’s fright.
“Stop right now,
you hairy beast!”
Stinkbugs shout
but he flees east.
He turns the nectar,
into golden art,
dabbed on leaves —
summer’s torn apart.
From nectar to mold,
black spots of blight
multiply and dismay,
as he zigzags in flight.
October’s arrived and
Autumn’s show has begun.
Protest though you may,
he will have his fun.
Copyright 2015 Brenda Davis Harsham
Happy October First!
Mornings are dark, wet and gloomy.
The time has come to fear the Worst!!
The veil separating us from the grave
Is thinning and opening windows and doors.
Before the thirty-first, decide who you will save!
Children will turn into Monsters, Heros, Bats,
Witches, Pumpkins and Spirits from Beyond!
Get your orange on and watch out for black cats…
Halloween is coming!
Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham
Note: This was inspired by Autumn, the changing leaves and the Spooky Writing Contest. Enter if you dare! If you want to see my contribution from last year, it was Halloween Scene Haiku. Other themed writing: Spellbook Haibun and Crankypot Halloween.