Thursday, January 16, 2014

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)


  1. I'm sorry you had to see it again like that.....but when we went that one and only time.....the first time I saw a Rock Wren....I knew that suburbia would add to statistics for habitat loss in the US:( It's best to remember what was.

    1. Chris, it was hard to admit that it had changed so much.

  2. Just perfect Kathie and very appropriate.

  3. A heart-rendering poem Kathie, nothing ever stays the same and we miss what once was.

  4. Yes, more suburbia than wildlife refuge now!

  5. Hi Kathie

    Sadly that seems to be everywhere now, you did a nice job of capturing your feelings. I am sorry for the changes it seems we save nothing now.


  6. Hi Kathie

    I loved the shots of the Canyon Towhees, sigh!

    All the best.


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