
I dig my toes into the carpet
like tree roots. Continue reading →

I dig my toes into the carpet
like tree roots. Continue reading


See below to join the party. Here’s mine:

Five Alive
five
seeds fly
up sky high
letting the wind
find their inner birds until warm earth calls
Copyright 2016 Brenda Davis Harsham
Welcome to my Autumn Shindig!
Please post a seasonal link here or in the comments:
Notes: My poem is my first ever tetractys, or a 5-lined, syllable-counting poetry form, organized as follows:
Line 1 – 1 syllable
Line 2 – 2 syllables
Line 3 – 3 syllables
Line 4 – 4 syllables
Line 5 – 10 syllables
To rhyme or not to rhyme, hmmm. Here’s an example from the talented Aussie poet, Kathryn Apel:
Class
erupts
as teacher
flees in terror,
huntsman spider ignorant of error.
© Kathryn Apel
Final note: This is my first attempt to use inlinkz. It’s a dry run for getting it to work when I host Poetry Friday this Friday! I’d really appreciate you adding a link. I need to know it’s working!!

Leaves touch earth with a
quiet whisper that sadly says,
the elves must go.
It’s time, it’s true. Continue reading

My dragging feet find
note cards from the multi-verse
with its stanzas of seasons,
rhyming couplets of colors, Continue reading

a palette of earthtones
paints hillsides
with Autumn song Continue reading

October blooms are
heavy under gray skies.
Summer is a faded smudge
on the hydrangeas. Continue reading

Our bones are always smiling. Continue reading

I never know as much as when I don’t know anything. Continue reading

Heliotrope was in a sour mope.
She was the last crayon picked.
She felt as if she’d been kicked. Continue reading

Mother Near
I feel my mother near
in a garden,
leaves trembling,
like my heart,
as a butterfly lights
on a concrete goddess. Continue reading