Where’s the wind?

Juliet's Window II

it’ s October, and I’m wearing sandals and short sleeves…

Where’s the wind…

the door’s wide open and there’s no breeze

Where’s the wind….

the trees are asking and so are the leaves…

Where’s the wind…

she asks to lull me to sleep on a warm October’s eve

Silencio…listen…

… crickets and the rumbling of the dishwasher  must do

Anita Adams 10/9/18

 

Dear Sophie

Don’t worry about …

the hand me downs worn until too tight

or the education they never believed you deserved

Don’t worry about …

the acknowledgement of any of your achievements you never received

or the way you were told to stay in your room until a month had passed

you’re free now — you’re the only one holding yourself back

You are free now …

to do as you please

to live your dream

to fly above the clouds

to shine your light so bright

to believe in the person you are and always were meant to be

trust God who knows all and remember to quit holding on so tightly.

Anita Adams 10/2018

Flying Dream Card

Moon Flower

Signed - Moon Flower

September moon shone brightly upon the lawn

tiptoeing outside in the evening dew

one ginormous Moon flower blossom beams bright white as it greets the night for a one night show

oh what a beautiful sight…

…soft, luxurious, delicate, velvety blossom – divided by soft lines of gold nectar to reveal a starfish hidden within

its debut – always unknown – like a babe born into this world

yet, the Moon flower’s purpose is to razzle dazzle like a magician – and put on a show – and a show it did put on – shining brightly through the night

thank you Moon Flower – until we meet again – good night!

©Anita Adams 2018,

Nightfall

 

he wrote once …

Signed Window Light

 

where does love go when the light goes out

a question to ponder

the answer, I believe is under the covers

faith steps in  and out

a dance, a rhythm of breath and sound

where does love go when the lights go out

love is always present

just whisper and listen

I’m here under the covers

©Anita Adams 2018

August Anniversary

it’s been eleven years since we said i do

eleven years of adventure, challenges, laughter, travels, heartache, grief, courage, friendship, adapting to one another’s schedules

my love for you continues to expand

my gratitude for you grows like the pines that flank our property and the marigolds blooming in mid-August

love, ever grateful for you

happy #11 ~ love, me

©Anita Adams 2018

10th Anniversary Wedding Day 8182017

 

Mourning Dove Call

The mourning dove sings in late July – the air thick with humidity as the waterfall gurgles

a song she sings  sounds like an announcement that  summer days will soon end, and school begin

cobwebs form in windowsills and high up in the doorway where spiders await an evening meal

the sweetness of the Dove’s call reminds one to take stock of what we have,  to be fully present, in the here and now, eyes open, ears too – look around and breathe in and breathe –  listen out loud

birds clamor to join  her – Cardinals, Blue Jays, Finches, Frog – All are present for the Dove’s roll call

~Anita Adams 2018

Summer bouquet

fragrant

thick with honeysuckle and roses

fireflies and other flying things

dreams of tomorrows

or playing in a stream

treasures abound

red one, yellow, diamond or gem

water glistening with jewels

waiting to be discovered

uncovered

explored and adored

summertime serenade

flowing dresses, sandals and sun-kissed lemonade

mint, lavender, sage and basil

fragrances rich and thick as fresh laundry blowing on the line

take your pick

flowers or spices

these are mine

a bouquet of honeysuckle, lavender, mint, basil, rosemary and sage – in the center, a single pink rose

a summertime bouquet

©Anita Adams 2018