Winter is here or is it not I haven’t seen the snow yet The cold wave that rushed in at Christmas with temperatures at 0 and -13.8 in the high mountains we missed The Winter Solstice has come and gone and we are now into January Grateful am I to be able to dress warmly […]
Category Archives: Poetry
Eyes closed Heart open Ears listen Nature focus Trees sway Forest therapy Walking among the pines Where the wild things live Birds call Branches bend Water gurgles Stream or River This is where the Mystery lives ©Anita Adams 2022
Spring 2020 was quite different than Spring 2021, there were no planes, very little traffic by car, no trains or buses to speak of and the skies were robin egg blue. The earth grew quiet with a stillness that allowed one to hear the whispers of the Creator within and the Earth’s sigh as if […]
blows gently while the cherry leaves fall from the tree afternoon thunderstorms fill the pond and frighten the frog ignite the flowers for one last hoorah sparklers still light up the night sky while shooting stars swish by these are a few of my favorite things disappearing in a summer breeze © Anita Adams 2020
Darkness followed by daylight Work followed by breath Breath followed by sigh Sigh followed by calm Calm followed by Stillness Stillness followed by Listening Listening followed by Guidance Guidance followed by Peace ~Anita 2/2020
…. October blue red maple leaves muted cardinals and finches foraging for the last of the bird seed marigolds blooming their brilliant pops of orange spiders building webs in corners and dying branches leaves fallen from the trees make a crunchy sound wind begins to howl with the untrimmed branches as they scratch the side […]
Longing …. for the Atlantic and it’s sound of crashing waves calling come play where one’s mind can rest to the rhythm of the the waves as they crash upon the shore Longing ….for Zugpitze or Grandfather Mountains where the wind blows fiercely and cold – singing a song of welcome – a song that soothes […]
Smell of bacon frying in the black cast iron skillet, grits, homemade biscuits and eggs anyway you like, served hot with butter and jelly – not jam Sunshine streamed through the window calling come outside one and all – the day promises to be long Bike or pool? – maybe both! and the smell of […]
life springs forth from the trunk of a tree seed planted water added sunshine worms rain mud roots sprout a tree is born roots hold tight trunk forms wind blows as branches and leaves grow from the earth a tree grows ©Anita Adams 1/2019

What will May bring? Flowers Hikes Walking in the Woods Snaps and Naps Cleaning out the cupboards, the windows and glass Blue Skies and Butterflies Birds of all colors and songs Late nights, sunsets and stars Early mornings before dawn Thoughts of creativity at its best A bird’s song awakens me like a poem or a […]