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Post #311
April 16, 2020
National Poetry Month
A Poem – a- Day
a GIFT from
Pennsylvania Author
Lynda McKinney Lambert
My poem for today is a “Pantoum Poem.”
I wrote this poem in 2013 –
This poem is on page 115 in my new book –
Star Signs: New and Selected Poems, DLD Books. 2019.
“Pathway Through the Woods”
by Lynda McKinney Lambert
My dogs know the pathway through the woods
they voyage over several times a day
on the glowing ridge, above the slate-green creek
where my ancestors watched the shimmering waters.
They voyage over several times a day,
dig wet noses deep under flat winter leaves
where my ancestors watched the shimmering waters,
scratch down into rich soil; seek out morning news.
Dig wet noses deep under flat winter leaves
when wild geese gather to begin the mating season
scratch down into rich soil; seek out the morning news.
as the citrine bright sun plays shadow games with bare trees.
When wild geese gather to begin the mating season
they shout an alarm, break the stillness of April’s dawn
as the citrine bright sun plays shadow games with bare trees.
We leap over abandoned gray branches
They shout an alarm, break the stillness of April’s dawn
the dogs sniff the breeze for current information
we leap over abandoned gray branches
criss-cross over the ancient valley path.
The dogs sniff the breeze for current information
gather gossip from crows flying through the woods
criss-cross over the ancient valley path.
Our morning journey changes with the seasons.
Gather gossip from crows flying through the woods
after the final snowfall has disappeared.
Our morning journey changes with the seasons
as we walk together in the luminous morning.
After the final snowfall has disappeared
on the glowing ridge, above the slate-green creek
as we walk together in the luminous morning,
my dogs know the pathway through the woods
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Listen to Lynda Lambert reading this poem!
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Lynda McKinney Lambert.
Copyright 2013, 2019, 2020. All rights reserved.
“Pathway Through the Woods,”
Published in Saar Signs: New and Selected Poems, DLD Books, 2019. Page 115.
Todays poem and voice recording is through the courtesy of Lynda McKinney Lambert, Pennsylvania Author and Visual Artist.
Poetry and Photography by Lynda McKinney Lambert.
Copyright, April 16, 2020. All rights reserved.