Simple as a Flower

trembling pink stars 
cause me to pause, 
thankful 

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Star Origami

star dust 
folded into a new shape 
still shines 

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Dreaming of Stars

powder for skiing, 
snowflakes dreaming of stars, 
icy, frozen breath 

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Happy New Year!

resolved,
to recognize stars 
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First Stars

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the first stars
must have lit up the deep dark
like spring

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Rare Unicorn Sighting

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To my daughter,
dazzling as a unicorn,
ten just now,
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Fallen Stars

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rhododendrons doze
as late leaves burn
inside fallen stars

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Harvest Happiness

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harvest
heavy and round,
happiness

in fall, even the apples
have stars

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Imperfect Stars

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I’m pleased to announce that one of my poems can be found in the wild, or at least on The Mistake Anthology blog. The way it referred to me was hilarious: IMPERFECT poet Brenda Davis Harsham. So fitting. 🙂

The Mistake Anthology, Imperfect, comes out this month carrying two of my poems into the world with it.

Teachers Shine

tree with fairy lights

More numerous than
stars in the sky,
and burning just
as brightly,
our teachers help us
learn to shine,
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Transformation Haiku

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leaves nearly all down
limbs catch stars like fireflies
ermine cloak coming

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Bloom of Life Haibun

At the suggestion of my friend Jules Paige, I am dipping a toe in the still waters of the haibun, an art form embodied by prose followed by a haiku. The prompt is by Ligo Haibun, and with a choice of two pictures, I chose call2read‘s, and here goes:

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Bloom of Life

And so my life unfolded, petal by petal, each memory as silky as a dewy rose petal brushed against my cheek. Shivers of dreams, slivers of thorns, sparkle of moon and stars. As a child, just a bud protected by my thick green casing, I did not always understand adult things. I dreamt of traveling the world, finding friends, eating new foods, learning every day new things. Slowly, my green shield loosened and opened. The days seemed infinite, opening petal by petal. I traveled, I made friends, and I learned every day. Now the rose of my life is fully open to the sun, and summer’s heat has made my soul expand in all directions, drinking in light, energy and warmth from friends, places and memories.

Spark of life sustains,
Creativity expands
Peace, love, joy with friends.

Copyright 2013 Brenda Davis Harsham