Okay, if there's one thing I like, it's poetry. :) The first poem was written especially for me by an ex-boyfriend in early 1996, and I've decided to keep it. The last two poems are ones that I wrote myself.

"Michelle"

light breeze rustles through the grass
as I lay, eyes half-open,
upon a blanket, ornate, hand-woven pattern
of little green caterpillars, birds, puppies
birds,sparrows fly in a loosely-clumped
chaos-formation-pattern
ah, what freedom, to have upon, above,
within a tree amongst the many
lining the meadow on each side
I reflect on toes becoming cold
only slightly chilled, playing serenely
upon the rocks lining the brook, in the water
which flows past
making a burble here, there, not quite as of yet
registering in my mind
my head, resting gently upon her crossed legs,
legs crossed and have been for some time, I ask her if
this is in fact the perfect place, and she smiles . . .
replying that Yes, in fact, it is, our own private Eldorado?
could be, analogies can be drawn,
I feel fingers glide down the roots of my hair,
soothing, gentle, those fingers, hands, mind,
which had as of not long ago
been playing Haydn, Brahms, Bach
long since past were the times just yesterday, when back
in a practice room, cadenza-writing fingers playing with my hair,
and I can't help but smile . . .
laugh, stretch out my arms and warmly embrace under
the placid afternoon sun, saying, my dear, as long as you are here,
I shall never be lonely not in my heart, my mind,
you fill the world with happiness, make me smile . . .
want to spend my days laying here,
staring at the birds the bees, or bee, circling ever-present
nearby, never far away, I look from the bee up to you,
and your eyes twinkle ever so slightly, I smile again . . .
ah, my sweet, to spend all days in such happiness as this,
I lean back, eyes shutting gradually once more,
thinking of what ease I am put at, thinking of love
aware now, thinking of how, this feels, to capture the moment
at a time when I cannot be here with you
I sigh, lean back, and listen to the rustling of the grass
in the wind, the rustling of your fingers through my hair, and I smile . . .

--Adam B. Brown

"Translucent Skies"

written on April 9th, 1996

Looking ahead....
translucent skies are awaiting us.
Only right now,
they seem so incredibly far away,
such as the stars
shining in the night sky.
However, before we can even take a breath,
or perhaps blink an eye,
those far away times will be gone,
and there we will be....
sitting on a grassy plain somewhere,
holding each other, as I look
into your strong hypnotic eyes,
and then...
up at the clear blue sky.
and that moment, as well as our love,
will last forever.

"Into the Light"

written on December 10th, 1997

Out of the darkness and into the light,
My soul becomes free and mine own again.
Once hidden by darkness and shadowed by night,
My heart soars above clouds, and sees no end.

And my soul, dearest love, now reborn and new,
Has found a new place to nurture and grow.
For your mind and your lips produce words sweet and true
That my loving heart longs to hear and to know.

And so, my sweet, for the joy you've brought me,
These two gifts, my heart and my soul, I bestow unto thee.

I have also done a little bit of composing in my free time, and I ended up writing a piece for solo piano, entitled "Soliloquy". I wrote the piece with many ideas in mind, and it received its first public performance on September 29th, 1996, at a Sigma Alpha Iota musicale. However, "Soliloquy" has since been expanded to include a solo violin line above the piano accompaniment. The solo violin line was completed on December 4th, 1996. I have recorded the piece, with Heidi Troyer on solo violin and myself on piano. For my first shot at compsing, it's really not bad at all. :)
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