Thursday, January 31, 2008

Prairie Winter

Corduroy stripes of green on black
Tractor roaring forth and back
Gulls' procession in its track

Hills of over-wintering beets
Sown inside their black earth pleats
Plants for seed in August's heat

Winds can howl up on the hill
Or whisper, Isaac lives here still
Or shout, you're here against my will

Gold fields crusted white today
Hedgerows dressed in ice array
Smith farm ponies get some hay

Solitary walker on his way.

Kathy Stella

1 comment:

Ebey's Landing said...

Thanks Katherine!

Glad you are enjoying retirement on the hill.

See ya at the OC!