Poet's Song

Give me a word and I’ll write you a poem,
Send me a thought
And I will create
Line upon line,
Rhyme upon rhyme,
Meter upon meter,
Or not.

Poetry is in my soul
And I will sing her song until I die.

~Kathie Adams Brown (October, 20, 2009)

The Wild Wind

The wild wind is calling me
I need to go outside
The restless wind is beckoning
I have to know just why
Without a thought my feet rush out
And I am following
This inner urge that drives me out;
This heart cry,
This wildness,
This wilderness inside.

~Kathie Adams Brown (October 20, 2009)

You are Always There to Love Me

You are always there to love me,
You are my soft place to fall,
I swim in your love like an ocean

Gently rocking me,
Gently rocking me,
Softly calling me

Home to your heart.

~Kathie Adams Brown 5-4-09

Questioning Robert Frost On This Road

We all know the adage of “The Road Not Taken,”
The poems and stories written that use this metaphor,
But what of when the road is real
And you are peering down its stony path and wondering
If you should follow where the road leads
Or strike out on your own?
There are no prophets here
To predict what lies ahead,
The decision is my own
And I must take the steps
This is not a metaphor,
this is my life,
and it is all about to change
on this road.

~kathie adams brown (7-9-10)

OSI Prompt 123: Roads

Floating Through the Night Sky

Floating
In the white light
Climbing the stars to heaven
Black velvet encompasses me
And I drift
Among the planets
I slide down the milkyway
And ride a comet through the sky
‘till I land on the crescent moon
And rock myself to sleep.
~Kathie Adams Brown (5-16-10)

OSI Prompt 117: Floating
 
(Poet's note: I know I am way behind and these poems are out of order. I am trying to get caught up and publishing whatever inspires me.)