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Tag Archives: Poetry
Pollen Puff
like pink fairy trees
Astilbe brushes my knees
pollen puff <sneeze!>
Copyright 2017 Brenda Davis Harsham Continue reading
In-Between Earth and Sky
Fields of daisies bloom
between forest and highway,
nodding sunny faces,
in the threshold
between earth and sky. Continue reading
Geyser of Ideas
September brings so many thoughts, ideas and plans,
things to do, see to, begin, accomplish and enjoy,
that my subterranean reservoir fills until ideas
geyser up in a hot, fraught fountain of chaos. Continue reading
Of Butterflies and Bee Balm
Firework flower,
raspberry red,
scented like sage,
holds up its head. Continue reading
Grumbling Old Bee
The bee alights on Sedum
asks why, oh, why did I weed ’em?
A clover
stopover
is needed, but I don’t heed ‘im. Continue reading
Witch Weeding
A garden witch
knows when to weed,
when to deadhead.
Lets some things reseed.
Pulls quackgrass,
curly dock, carpet weed,
crab grass. Makes wishes Continue reading
For the First Words Spoken after a Long Silence
after Terrance Hayes’s lines:
sing until our blood is jazz,
we swing from June to June
Our skin is too tight. We need to sing,
our spirits folded into cranes, until
we can no longer stop our
words from spilling like blood, Continue reading
Summer Poetry Swap
A Girl Can
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
Summer Postcard Swap
Thanks to Jone for her amazing poem and photograph that arrived on a lovely plaque:
summer days
families gather
for sunset Continue reading
Hiding Spell
Don’t look,
don’t see,
I’ll stay still,
you won’t see me!
Copyright 2017 Brenda Davis Harsham
Notes: Here’s a ditty for a summer day in honor of a shy visitor. Do you see the bunny?
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