The writer's cabin
built atop a dune
was supposed to inspire
the writer.
Now it is
empty of the writer.
Only
clutter
that
doesn’t belong
to a
writer
remains.
The wind reshapes
the dune.
The dune
grass bows to the wind.
Its roots
hold the dune in place
but the writer
was not to stay.
If it's Friday, it's Flash 55, (a short in exactly 55 words). If you want to read more, or if you've written one yourself, go here.
Don't worry, be happy. It's Friday.
TGIF
27 comments:
You have created a scene I could view through your words. Sad that the writer did not stay but hope he/she is now writing elsewhere. A nice 55.
interesting place you have created...makes me wonder what happened to change those dreams...or to put an end to the writer....
I like that you don't spell out if the writer physically died or if he gave up writing. Wonderful visuals of the dune.
I sort of feel like that today ...
The writer blew away in the breeze, perhaps because of shallow roots.
Nice piece, Yvonne!
At least the writer left some trace behind.
This is so sad. It really can be desolate as a writer. Hope it's just a winter hiatus and not really the death of the writer.
The more elaborate or specific we make our constructs and demands, often the more their purpose is frustrated. This feels much more organic than that, though, more of a growing away, blowing away...an excellent, moody 55.
Well Yvonne, no one gets out alive do they?...Do They?
Loved the scene that you've created, it's easy to imagine living in Michigan.
Loved your mysterious 55
Thanks for playing, thanks for creating something very special, and please have a Kick Ass Week End
Oh, this had an eeriness that I really liked. Sometimes our words are absent, no matter how perfect the surroundings are to lure them in. Loved this 55, Yvonne!
Mary,
Thanks a bunch!
Brian,
Thanks. Glad you like it.
MyHeart,
Thank you. I think dunes are cool, and the dune grass is essential to the dune. The writer is essential to no one. Just a thought.
J.B.
I know what you mean. I've walked by this place on Lake Superior dozens of times. I tried to connect the timelessness of the landscape to what a writer might construct, if they were to stay with it.
Eric,
Ha! Funny. We need to burrow deep. Thanks!
Alice,
Thanks. Might be all we can hope for.
Razz,
Well...I don't know if it was natural causes or what but there it is. Thanks for commenting.
Hedgewitch,
Good observations. I don't know why I always end up with moody pieces. I'm really not that kind of a person! Thanks.
G.
Thanks so much. I know that growing up here gave me a wealth of material. It is timeless, like the dunes.
Nature reclaimed its own.
I love the write ....using the nature as background ~ I do wonder about the writer, maybe he left the place ~ Happy Friday ~
What a melancholy piece. Sad and lovely too.
I also wonder why the writer left and where he/she has gone to. I enjoyed your poem and the scene you created.
Alex,
You know, that's a good way to put it. Life goes on, the dunes shift, the waves crash, nothing changes. Thanks for commenting.
Grace,
Thanks so much and happy Friday to you too!
Mary, Thanks! The lake always does that to me, that and stories such as this.
Gabriella,
Thank you. I figured the title would've shed a little light. I guess everyone is taking it figuratively.
Wonderful…
I am searching for this cabin, to have the same experience someday….
the writer was not to stay...the visual of the place without the writer is so striking...
Anthony!
Hey, It would've been a perfect scene for you to draw.I wish I would've taken a picture.
Lady in Read,
Thank you so much. I'm happy you took that with you, the starkness of the place without a writer, how the absence of human presence changes everything.
Aw, sad and yet also very telling of how ephemeral we all are. Thanks Yvonne!
Folia,
Thank you for commenting. I appreciate it and I'm happy to meet you!
The sands of time, very evocatively depicted.
Deborah,
Thank you. A very evocative observation on your part. And I appreciate you taking the time, an author of your stature and all.
Bored or lonely or enchanted by a new place/idea of gone. Great possibilities!
Jemi,
Hi there! Thanks.
Lonely dune.
Nessa
Thanks.
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