CREEK ROAD GANG
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Kate Lydon:
2 Poemscopyright 2011
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Well above the roar of the wind,
riding thermal currents,
seagulls swoop, wings gleaming white
against a blue-gray February sky
over a fallow corn field's brown and gold
here, far from the coast, in Pennsylvania.
I am transported
home to a rocky beach just north of Boston,
inhaling the salt,
chilled by the spray
of tides long past.
I sit at the Stop sign
as traffic inches past
the Forks of the Brandywine Church,
waiting for an opening,
still restless as the sea.
Minus one
Sleet crinkles audibly,
drilling pattern,
etching on slopes of last night’s snow,
while patient birch,
unfurling buds against the wind,
bears witness,
arching faith that spring will come.
Biographical Note: Kate Lydon is a storyteller, writer and editor who at times hires out as an adjunct professor. She grew up along the rocky coast of Massachusetts, but has lived most of her life amid the trees of Pennsylvania. Daughter of a man who made the best donuts in the world and a woman who acted out Macbeth and read poetry for her children, Kate is the oldest of five, and thus is prone to giving advice. However, her husband, two children, two cats and one dog, independent souls all, pay scant attention, and so she writes. Kate’s satirical murder mystery, Off Center, is now available through Amazon’s Kindle Store. She is currently working on another novel, as well as a book of stories about visits her grandparents Papa and Eva. See the Author Index for Prose L-Z and the Author Index for Poetry for more of Kate's writing.
Well above the roar of the wind,
riding thermal currents,
seagulls swoop, wings gleaming white
against a blue-gray February sky
over a fallow corn field's brown and gold
here, far from the coast, in Pennsylvania.
I am transported
home to a rocky beach just north of Boston,
inhaling the salt,
chilled by the spray
of tides long past.
I sit at the Stop sign
as traffic inches past
the Forks of the Brandywine Church,
waiting for an opening,
still restless as the sea.
Minus one
Sleet crinkles audibly,
drilling pattern,
etching on slopes of last night’s snow,
while patient birch,
unfurling buds against the wind,
bears witness,
arching faith that spring will come.
Biographical Note: Kate Lydon is a storyteller, writer and editor who at times hires out as an adjunct professor. She grew up along the rocky coast of Massachusetts, but has lived most of her life amid the trees of Pennsylvania. Daughter of a man who made the best donuts in the world and a woman who acted out Macbeth and read poetry for her children, Kate is the oldest of five, and thus is prone to giving advice. However, her husband, two children, two cats and one dog, independent souls all, pay scant attention, and so she writes. Kate’s satirical murder mystery, Off Center, is now available through Amazon’s Kindle Store. She is currently working on another novel, as well as a book of stories about visits her grandparents Papa and Eva. See the Author Index for Prose L-Z and the Author Index for Poetry for more of Kate's writing.
