stony gravel paths
disappeared beneath my feet
passageways through ink-washed trees
disguised by indigo night skies
By Lynda Lambert
Thank you, Naturewriting – or publishing this poem in October 2017..
Note: This short poem is inspired by walking my dogs at night. I like to stand in the darkness and survey the world of Nature that surrounds us,. Winter is the most majestic season for sky watching on a snowy night. Happy New Year. Enjoy the beauty that surrounds you, wherever you may be.
Lynda McKinney Lambert lives in the rural Village of Wurtemburg in western Pennsylvania. She writes poetry and creative non-fiction essays. She retired from teaching as professor of fine arts and humanities at Geneva College, Beaver Falls, Pennsylvannia, USA. Lambert’s first book, Concerti: Psalms for the Pilgrimage was published by Kota Press. Her work appears in Spirit Fire Review; Indiana Voice Journal; Magnets & Ladders; Stylist; Breath & Shadow; Wordgathering; Plum Tree Tavern; The Avocet; Proverse Hong Kong; Behind our Eyes: A Second Look – Anthology; and other literary journals and anthologies. She is also an actively exhibiting fiber artist. Major themes in her creative works are Nature; Mythology; Art and History.
Lynda McKinney lost most of her sight in 2007 due to Ischemic Optic Neuropathy. She creates her art work and writing projects via the use of technologies for the blind.
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