Writing, Poetry

Free verse. Poetry. Reflections.

Transition

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that place in-between

not knowing where you’re headed

and what will be

a place where only Faith can lead

a time for prayer and meditation

served with a glass of mint tea, sunshine and gurgling water

company visits in the form of an occasional hummingbird, butterfly or dove

Transition calls for Faith in the unknown and unseen

for the window to open

space for fresh air and breath

Time to let go and Believe where one will be led will be safe and free

~ Anita Adams 7/31/2019

No Longer Living Behind the Veil

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Exposed, vulnerable, scars are deep – some go unseen – just look in the eyes of another – the terror and torture of mind and body no longer hidden – beckons for love and light

Slowly she heals, one scar at a time with rhythm and rhyme

clock tick tocks- life marches on in the dark – glints of reason, art and season percolate in mind and heart

paper and pen flow within formulating words of comfort and glim

time is of the essence or so it seems until the pendulum swings back to start

healing takes time – be gentle they say – the ones who’ve trodden this road before – the ones whose hearts move like the sea gliding over the sandy shore –

healing takes time and this time is reminiscent of a time long ago, a time that only the soul knows ~ Anita Adams 6/8/2019

Earth Day

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a day to remember the precious ground upon which our feet trod and the grass or sand that covers it

a day to get hands dirty, pulling weeds, trimming trees, listening to the water as it tumbles into the stream

find a place of stillness and go within, a face in the sun, a face in the wind

say thank you and plant another tree, flower, bush, or seed

enjoy your earth, your garden, your tree

Paul’s Garden

Sounds and Sights of Spring

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Bluejays, cardinals, mockingbirds, bluebirds, finches, doves and crows grace the backyard oasis on the first day of spring.

Blooming yellow forsythia and a bank of periwinkle with a Lenten rose in full bloom surround the waterfall as the goldfish swim in the pond below.

Grateful for ears that hear and eyes that see.

Grateful for Spring and all that spring brings.

~ Anita Adams 3/20/19