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Friday, November 8, 2013

Death Of A Writer (friday flash 55)

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
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.



Mary said...

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.

Brian Miller said...

interesting place you have created...makes me wonder what happened to change those dreams...or to put an end to the writer....

Anonymous said...

I like that you don't spell out if the writer physically died or if he gave up writing. Wonderful visuals of the dune.

J.B. Chicoine said...

I sort of feel like that today ...

Eric (Bubba) Alder said...

The writer blew away in the breeze, perhaps because of shallow roots.

Nice piece, Yvonne!

Alice Audrey said...

At least the writer left some trace behind.

Anonymous said...

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.

hedgewitch said...

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.

G-Man said...

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

TALON said...

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!

Yvonne Osborne said...

Thanks a bunch!

Thanks. Glad you like it.

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.

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.

Ha! Funny. We need to burrow deep. Thanks!

Thanks. Might be all we can hope for.

Well...I don't know if it was natural causes or what but there it is. Thanks for commenting.

Good observations. I don't know why I always end up with moody pieces. I'm really not that kind of a person! Thanks.

Thanks so much. I know that growing up here gave me a wealth of material. It is timeless, like the dunes.

Alex J. Cavanaugh said...

Nature reclaimed its own.

Grace said...

I love the write ....using the nature as background ~ I do wonder about the writer, maybe he left the place ~ Happy Friday ~

Other Mary said...

What a melancholy piece. Sad and lovely too.

Gabriella said...

I also wonder why the writer left and where he/she has gone to. I enjoyed your poem and the scene you created.

Yvonne Osborne said...

You know, that's a good way to put it. Life goes on, the dunes shift, the waves crash, nothing changes. Thanks for commenting.

Thanks so much and happy Friday to you too!

Mary, Thanks! The lake always does that to me, that and stories such as this.

Thank you. I figured the title would've shed a little light. I guess everyone is taking it figuratively.

Anthony Duce said...

I am searching for this cabin, to have the same experience someday….

Lady In Read said...

the writer was not to stay...the visual of the place without the writer is so striking...

Yvonne Osborne said...

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.

Folia Deux said...

Aw, sad and yet also very telling of how ephemeral we all are. Thanks Yvonne!

Yvonne Osborne said...

Thank you for commenting. I appreciate it and I'm happy to meet you!

Deborah Lawrenson said...

The sands of time, very evocatively depicted.

Yvonne Osborne said...

Thank you. A very evocative observation on your part. And I appreciate you taking the time, an author of your stature and all.

Jemi Fraser said...

Bored or lonely or enchanted by a new place/idea of gone. Great possibilities!

Yvonne Osborne said...

Hi there! Thanks.

Vanessa V Kilmer said...

Lonely dune.

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