Island Isolation in Minnesota

Today on an island . Motors roar on the lake.

Far away across the water. Cars speed by.

A breeze drowns our the world. Hush, hush, hush. It smooths and waves gentle cattails.

I used to paint. Absorbing the colors and shapes Into my being.Capturing beauty with my fingers.

Now I strive To put it into words.To plant it in the Depths of my mind.

But truth be told Neither words.

Nor pictures.

Can save it forever.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s