Thursday, January 15, 2015

Red Ribbons

Cardinals are the bright
red ribbons in the landscape
calling, "cheer, cheer, cheer"

Wednesday, January 7, 2015

Winter Woods

Winter woods are gray and silent,
Soft, and deep, and frosty,
In pine and spruce scented air,
Ice crystals cling like jeweled lichen,
Birch trees shining silver against the other pewter trees,
Branches all askew,
Reaching for the sky,
With green draped hemlocks
Dancing in the glen,
The whistling winds sings
Winter’s here again.

The tiny trumpet call of nuthatches
Breaks the woodland’s sleep,
And it’s then that I remember,
“I have promises to keep.”
So softly I pad back
Down this winter woodland trail,
To the waiting warmth of my winter cottage,
To my winter woodland home.

Kathie Adams Brown (12-30-14)