
rain’s dragonish curves
stinging, quartz-like mask
cuts away winter
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rain’s dragonish curves
stinging, quartz-like mask
cuts away winter
Copyright 2018 Brenda Davis Harsham Continue reading

tiny shoots
break the brown earth,
rabbits are glad
tiny shoots of gladness
tickle my wintery skin
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icy snowbanks
may delay growth,
but not forever
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dusty road
farmstand strawberries
spring in my step
Notes: This was written in honor of Suzanne’s new haiku prompt site, On the Road. Continue reading

early leaves furled —
brightest riverwalk blooms
dot sculling shells Continue reading

A wildflower wildfire
has set the California hills
ablaze in royal purple,
poppy-orange and
an exuberant yellow,
visible from space. Continue reading

Lakeside, I am honey-drizzled,
in an inky trance, like tea
left too long in the sun. My arm
is a mossy log, lined with turtles. Continue reading

Tulips,
risque-ripe
purplicious
spring’s archetype
scent-delicious Continue reading

Crocuses raise cheery salutes,
opening orange invitations to
invite us to Come One, Come All,
to spring’s circus in the meadow. Continue reading

Goodbye, Winter.
Ciao, deep snow.
Time to dig out
my pink maillot. Continue reading

I step out of my writing cave
into a day of misty rain, blinking.
A squirrel is digging
a hole in the dark soil. Continue reading

Snow is old hat.
We’re ready for a new topper,
a cold stopper: Continue reading