September Moon

Moonrise over the Rincon Mountains

The harvest moon
rising full behind the Rincon Mountains,
a glowing orb in a cobalt sky,
with poorwills calling from the rocky canyons
and a dry desert wind running free
like a ghost horse
between cactus and sagebrush
telling me an age-old story,
whispers from the past
illuminated by the light
of a September moon.

~kathie adams brown (September 20, 2013)

Imaginary Garden with Real Toads

Handprints on the Wall

I’ve cleaned these walls before

In a different house

Twenty years ago

when you were young

cheesy handprints on the wall

sticky imprints of your life

Your own DNA embodied

 in the small boy

Who races through my house now

with joyful abandon.

I get the spray bottle and the cloth

And as I wipe I smile

At this connecting thread.

~kathie adams brown (8-26-13)