Sounds and Sights of Spring

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

Art on the side

So much to do – so little time – art on the side.

Where to start? – at the beginning of course …

When I was young, plans just formed, play just happened, eyes were bigger, hearts and hands opened wider!

Instruments -paper, pen, pencil was best – as long as an eraser was attached at the end. Drawing commenced with my brothers and me – whatever we pleased. Watching Looney Tunes while eating Cocoa-Cocoa Crispies!

What a way to begin a Saturday or Snow Day with chocolate and art at our fingertips!

Art is imagination wide open! A place to explore with paper and pencil, sticks and music by the creek water trickles!

All is possible while looking and listening to one’s surroundings. A piece is created by the art of imagination!

Listening to Joni Mitchell while creating a collage! Two poster boards, magazines, glue, scissors, windows and a jar!

Journal out thoughts – prayers end the day. Then off to bed, dreaming of the next day’s play!

My play days ended far too soon.

However, I still dream of Art on the Side by the light of the crescent moon .

~ Anita Adams 2/23/2019

Where was love when the light went out?

Where does love go when the light goes out? A question he asked once as a young man in his 60’s . He doesn’t remember asking these days. However, the question is a good one and has remained with me. How to answer this? Love is always present within every human being I believe. For some, a place in the dark could also represent a place of silence, loneliness, or the sound of mental chatter grinding away while one wishes for a lover’s embrace.

As a child, I recall needing two doors left wide open, and a nightlight on at all times in order to feel safe enough to close my eyes and attempt to go to sleep. Where was love in this dark twin bed on the third floor of Macon Avenue?

Why was light the only key to my safety?

Where was love when this light went out?

~ Anita Adams 2/4/2019

Where’s Winter?

Here in Applachia …

land of heavy snowfalls, frost, rime ice and mistletoe

winter seems to have passed us by returning to Spring

daffodils and irises are sprouting through the brown, soggy ground

record rainfalls, fog and plenty of clouds

Where’s winter asks the worms as they squirm along the pavement looking for their home in the darkness of the earth

Where’s winter asks the fish in the pond as they swim around, confused by warm temperatures, sunshine, short days and rain

Where’s winter asks the trees as they sway back and forth confused by the winds of an early Spring…instead of Winter’s frozen ground

Where’s winter asks the farmers as their fields begin to sprout

Where’s winter asks I as I look about?

© Anita Adams 1/2019

Colds, Flu and Viruses

my son telephoned this afternoon – I answered hell-o .

He asked, how are you feeling? Not as well as I’d like to be, I said.

Additional questions followed, are you still seeing the Natural Medicine doctor, have you tried traditional western medicine? I replied, yes I have. It’s a virus, the immune system is low.

It’s the season for colds, flu and viruses.

I’ve had a virus for five days just before Christmas holidays – missing a ballet, relaxing time with some friends and family, missing work. It’s inconvenient and exhausting. I am very contentious about what I eat, the sounds of another’s cough, sniffly nose, or the mention of the words feeling bad. I run the other way. Unfortunately, not always fast enough.

What to do? Rest. Watch a move. Drink lemon ginger tea. Take elderberry, echinacea, drink lots of water and chicken soup just tastes better when I’m down.

It’s time for the afternoon nap, the droopy eyes are happening and I know some much needed liquid is needed.

Please think twice before going out in public while sick, there are many of us who want to stay well and give their heartfelt thanks to those who do heed this simple request.

May 2019 be a healthier year for you and yours.

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,