Tuesday, August 28, 2012

We all Move On

In the end we all move on
None of us is here
As a permanent resident.
We take up space
We breathe,
We eat,
We love, we change, we grow;
We live here, or there, or many places
But in the end,
We all move on.

Kathie Adams Brown (July 28, 2012)

Tuesday, August 21, 2012

How Can One Heart be Two

How can one heart be so torn in two,
--between two places,
--between two children,
--between two loves?
How can one heart survive
This rending,
This tearing,
This ripping of the tissue
So tender and filled with blood?

~Kathie Adams Brown (July 28, 2012)

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Red Cardinal Bright

The red cardinal, bright
on a steamy summer's day
offset by gray,
gray sky, gray birds,
like nuthatches and titmice
fighting at the feeder
for the best spot,
and the dull brown of house sparrows
filling the blank spaces,
offset by green,
but there is the red,
red cardinal,
bright as it is on any snowy day
in winter. ~KAB

Tuesday, August 7, 2012

The Robins Were Not on the Lawn

Sacred Heart Park in Andover, MA
The robins were not on the lawn,
They have all flown away,
the robins are gone,
the robins are gone,
on this hot August day
when the temperature rises they live in the shade,
until evening comes when they take to the sky
the robins are flying home.

Kathie Adams Brown (August 2, 2012)

Friday, August 3, 2012

Catbird Eyes

Catbird eyes are black and curious,
Shining like coal and,
Full of soul.
Catbird eyes are friendly eyes,
Little gray bird, so quick and lithe,
It makes me wonder if I…
Can have catbird eyes,
And see the world as you do.

Kathie Adams Brown (May 23, 2011)