Today, as I worked on some submissions of poetry for a literary magazine,

I stopped for a time –

to work on a “little poem.”

This poem started out as a TANKA, but  eventually  I wanted to do something different and turned it into a Modern Lyrical Poem.

I’ve never known any of my Great-grandmothers. They all died very young.

In fact, I  only knew 1 maternal grand mother for a little while in my life.

I imagine what a Great-grandmother  might have been like. I think of her a lot. It seems like I feel all of my grandmothers  when I am outside walking in the woods or along the creek bank, or standing in the meadow staring down at the rippling water.  Even late at night, when I stand in silence to feel the sky. My whole body can feel them walking with me.

How about you?

Did you know your Great-grandmother?

If you wrote a poem about her, what would she be doing and where would you see it?

Mine sings and she loves to walk in the woods along the creek.  She catches fish for her husband and children to eat;

and takes her grand-children swimming at night in the creek, when the moon is full.

She is one with Nature and she holds the memories of a thousand summers  in her body.

In my imagination.

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Here it is. It is the perfect theme for May, isn’t it!

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“great-grandmother sings little songs”

great-grandmother sings little songs

moves beneath  wet hemlock boughs

on the ridge overlooking a rushing creek

her feet slide over damp spring leaves

she feels the summer breeze

on the slippery  pathway through the woods

she knows every  leaf, bark and branch

by name

glances into the curly willow tree

responds to screaming crows

gathered for lunch

she looks at me and whispers

“We may catch some fish this afternoon.”

tonight we will

bathe in light of full Strawberry Moon.

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Copyright 2019. Lynda McKinney Lambert

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