Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Gold, Green and Gray Days

Covered Bridge at Devil's Hopyard State Park 6-29-2013

Gold, green and gray,
These are the days
Of early summer in New England
When the sun has yet to dominate,
And mosquitoes start to rise on clouds
From wet forests and flooded fields,
Where humidity turns into rain
And back again
In the ageless alchemy of water
and life
and emerald.

It is the time before the blazing days of summer
When everything starts to wither and wilt
And turn brown.

These are the gold, green, and gray days,
The pensive days, the dreaming days,
The remembering.

~Kathie Adams Brown (July 23, 2013)

Wednesday, July 17, 2013


Gilded Flicker

Heat blazing
White skies
Flesh turned to liquid
Sticky and salty
Melting into the heat
Cicadas whine
Their whirr reaching a fever pitch
Birds pant in the trees
Shade does no good

The air is still,
Thick and still,
Suffocatingly still,
and still 

It is summer

With autumn but a distant dream
of color, and coolness, and relief.

~Kathie Adams Brown (July 17, 2013)