Saturday, March 2, 2013

Japanese Garden, Portland Oregon 10.12


Japanese Garden

Suspended on air,
skippers prick the pond’s
surface with four toes. 

Scattered by a shadow,
they glide, first one
then two, and six. 

Under the reflection
of Western Hemlock
and white jet spray,

a school of koi,
orange and fleshy,
follow the leader

amidst the tail flicks. 
Sand rises in agitated tufts
to settle in ridges.
by A. M. Adams

Sunday, February 24, 2013

Sunset at the Beach with a Poem



A Winter's Day

Too much gray in a winter
day paints me blue.
My arms swing
full,
my legs drag.

Too much gray means
faint light, rare
occasions to walk
the beach, less time
to watch the gulls.

Too much gray fogs my brain,
but it clears of an evening
as the sun sets,
to calm
and restore
me with this Zen
moment, this pull
between white and black
between yin and yang.

by A. M. Adams