To glow in the cold rain,
When bleak skies are dim,
And never once complain,
You could be written by Grimm.
Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham
Tag Archives: Poetry
Nature’s Lace
grandmother’s table
set with crystal and white lace
nature’s lace echoes
Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham
Bumblebee, Bumblebee
Bumblebee, Bumblebee,
What do you see?
Are flowers as big to you as a tree to me?
Are stamens your tightrope?
Is that wet petal like a mountain slope?
Do you dream? What is your hope?
Bumblebee, bumblebee,
I care about you, you see.
Without you, there might be no me.
Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham
Diamond Rain Tanka
clouds crystalize
raindrops dissolve light into
diamond dewdrops
sunshine is a memory
but cleansing tears renew life
Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham
Plum Island Haibun
Seabirds scream overhead before diving into Pavilion Beach’s gentle waves. Tide pools reflect the sky. Surrounding sand is cold and muddy, squashing between my toes. A salty wind scrubs my skin raw.
The Ipswich beach is not crowded, but on one side, a sausage dog sniffs my feet and looks askance. On the other side, college students discuss over-drinking and under-studying, their laughter louder than the waves. Across the Sound, Plum Island’s sands gleam whiter than wishes. I daydream about solitude over there: just my family, the seabirds and the sunshine, sea winds blowing my cares away.
I look down at the ripples left by the tides. Overlaid are footprints of people who arrived, gazed at the same sights as me, and then departed. They left these traces of life behind: bare feet, shod feet, children’s feet, bird feet. I add my footprints to the chaos left by other beach lovers. I am part of a greater whole, separate, yet no different.
white boat bobs
sails furled, engine quiet
bird feet leave no trace
Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham
Flower Maelstrom
colorful maelstrom
paradise of May flowers
butterflies welcomed
Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham
Rhododendron Fairy Cafe
“Look at the baby!” An elder fairy cooed then sipped nectar of jalapeño.
“Oh, she’s so cute!” A barrista fairy chimed in, while handing out honey-frappes.
“Look how pink she is!” A third fairy exclaimed, sipping her honeysuckle frappuccino.
“Thanks, my dears,” the mother fairy replied, “I just hope she naps!”
Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham
Happy Memorial Day, everybody, from the Rhododendron Fairy Cafe!
Warmly, Brenda
Honeysuckle
Wild Honeysuckle
Fair flower, that dost so comely grow, Hid in this silent, dull retreat, Untouched thy honied blossoms blow, Unseen thy little branches greet: No roving foot shall crush thee here, No busy hand provoke a tear. -- Philip Freneau
Hummingbirds hover, long beaks seeking
Trumpets of nectar in a wild blooming hedge.
Honeysuckle, so sweet and fragrant,
Small, shy flowers, perfuming the air.
What magic allows you to bloom early and long,
Leaves first to green and last to wither?
Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham
Reference: http://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/wild-honeysuckle
Bewitching Haiku
fae iris magicks
sprinkled generously
bewitch passersby
Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham
Forsythia Fairy Path
Forsythia: golden bells curving overhead;
A green path winds through the hedge.
I step under the archway and stop dead.
A forsythia fairy flutters, about to fledge.
The air is filled with crystalline shine,
And a magic gale forces me backward.
I catch a glimpse of the fairy in flight, sublime.
Then the path is empty; my tale fractured.
Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham
Charming Ladies Haiku
grand duchesses
charming ladies in waiting
tulips for the queen
Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham
White Wakerobin: Alliterative Haiku
found in a forest
longing for large, long-tongued bees
tranquil trillium
Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham
Note: This haiku is Alliterative, which means that its words start with the same letter.
Reference: https://gobotany.newenglandwild.org/species/trillium/grandiflorum/
Friendly Fairy Tales 