Spring Haze

Moving down the road

Like a bird in flight

Colors flashing by

Sprinkled with sunlight

All becomes a blur

Whizzing quickly by me

In a flowered haze

Of blossoms and new leaves

Lavender and gold

Chartreuse green and lime

Cranberry red maple blooms

Set against the pines

All against a sky

Of blue beyond all blues,

While woolly clouds scamper

Over all these brilliant hues

I find the springtime haze

Makes me feel so high

It sets my mind aflame,

It makes me feel alive!

~Kathie Adams Brown (May 19, 2015)

Not the best artwork, but I was having fun!

I Just Want to be Outside

I have been so busy

The words bottled up inside

Like a dam

Built across my brain,

Holding back the tide

Bogged down by responsibilities,

I am lost inside

I must be outside to find release,

I must be outside to find my peace,

I need to go outside,

to find my inner calm,

I just want to be outside!

~Kathie Adams Brown (April 25, 2015)

NaPoWriMo 2015 / 30 Poems in 30 Days

To Reach for the Sky

Cattle Egret in CA 2012

What joy it is to reach for the sky

Arms open wide

to receive all there is,

or to celebrate

and cheer

With elation.

These arms of mine

So taken for granted

Are essential things

I use them every day—in so many ways;

to hug, to reach, to grasp,

to perform essential tasks!

How wondrously and marvelously made we are,

Birthed into this world, perfectly formed,

We crawl and walk and run through life

Arms outstretched and open wide

As if we were always born to fly.

By Kathie Adams Brown (March 15, 2015)

Common Terns, Chatham, MA 2011

An Ode to Sycamore Canyon

Sycamore Canyon 7-22-2010

I came to say “good-bye” to you,

I thought you’d make me cry,

but you have changed so much

and now I wonder why?

Your wild slopes have been torn up,

machinery rumbles on,

belching out its black exhaust

‘till all the birds have gone.

The bird song has diminished

and traffic noise increased.

though beauty still surrounds you,

You’ve lost your sense of peace!

I found a few fine sparrows,

the cactus wrens still call,

I walked right by an owl,

it made me feel quite small.

I think I’ll just remember you

the way you used to be,

there’s no stopping all this progress

but this Progress ain’t for me!

~Kathie Adams Brown (January 16, 2014)

Sometimes Solitude is Bliss

Photo courtesy of Chris Rohrer

I like people...sometimes.

I like to have a friendly chat, to walk in quiet companionship through the woods,

To laugh about a funny movie with a friend,

To bemoan the worries of the world over coffee or tea.

I love to share the things I love with my friends, but sometimes, solitude is bliss!

There are no demands when I am alone,

No right answers I have to think of,

No need to be clever or cute or witty.

I can just be me and think my own thoughts

And smile at what makes me happy

Or dance in my heart.

There is no one to criticize or summarize or scrutinize or any other “-ize” me.

I can just be.

~kathie adams brown (October 17, 2013)

I am the Velveteen Rabbit

Body misshapen,

Fur worn off,

Scars on legs, arms, face,

I have lived my life

And my body shows it.

I look in the mirror

And wonder where the girl I use to know went,

with flawless skin and shapely curves.

I look in the mirror and I see evidence

—of a life lived

—marks on my body

—each tells a story

some happy, some sad, all LIFE!

I am the Velveteen Rabbit

And I have become REAL.

~kathie adams brown (May 21, 2013)

The Silence

And now The Silence enfolds me

I nestle

Into its quiet arms,

I rest my head on its bosom,

I hear the beating of its peaceful heart.

I am reborn in this silence.

I am renewed by this solitude.

~Kathie Adams Brown (April 1, 2013)

NaPoWriMo 2013 Day 4 (I did my own thing) 30 Poems in 30 Days!

Over the Rooftop

Over the rooftop, that’s where I see

Another world waiting for me,

And all I need to do to explore

Is put on my shoes and run out the door!

~Kathie Adams Brown (February 2, 2013)

The Artist in Me

There is an artist in me,

A stirring in my soul, a creativity I need to indulge,

So why do I deny it?

Art must be honored,

Preserved,

Expressed.

I will find my way out there,

And inward,

To that busy place,

Quiet place,

Active place

Of creativity.

~Kathie Adams Brown (October 5, 2011)


OSI Promt 188: Language