Thanks to Jone for her amazing poem and photograph that arrived on a lovely plaque:
summer days
families gather
for sunset Continue reading
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Barnacles and Cheese
Ridged shells,
sea conchiglie*,
drenched in warm
asiago, romano and
cheddar cheese,
look like barnacles Continue reading
Bees and Fairies
Used by Permission of Michelle Kogan
Thanks to Michelle Kogan, a Poetry Friday friend, for this stunning poetry postcard, with strawberries, bees and a Monarch fairy! Continue reading
Of Truth and Tyranny
Poppies for
remembrance.
Fallen soldiers.
Fallen journalists.
Blood spilled in fields.
We cannot sleep. Continue reading
Orange News Stings
politics divide
but can’t be set aside
when the powerful
tell us we are powerless
then we must stand together
raise our voices
clamor to be heard
truth is more than a word
Copyright 2017 Brenda Davis Harsham Continue reading
2017 Progressive Poem
I’m here to tell you that building a poem with 29 other poets has shivered my timbers and set my castle alight. Read down, and you will see my line, bold and italicized, emerge like a flying monkey from the otherwise well-mannered unfolding. I think it may be carrying a torch. Or is that my hair on fire? (Terror, you cannot defeat me.)
The Secret Inside the Book
I’m fidget, friction, ragged edges—
I sprout stories that frazzle-dazzle, Continue reading
Reverso Poem
Old Hat
Snow is old hat.
We’re ready for a new topper,
a cold stopper: Continue reading
Evade Capture
As night flees down dark paths
from the early light,
dreams scatter into
deadening fog.
The breathing air carries stories
of foreign pain
and domestic infighting
that will scream from our
headlines by noon. Bar the door. Continue reading
Long Laughs
Smiling trees, hiking, campsite, bonfire.
Night falls with a cold shower of tasks,
cooking, place setting, finding, cleaning,
while fireflies flicker in darkening trees. Continue reading
Snowdrop’s Spell
Softest bell,
highest tone,
listen well,
Winter Crone, Continue reading
The Split
One magical summer,
the grasses bend sideways
in a strong wind,
transforming field into ocean. Continue reading
Friendly Fairy Tales 