
back roads forming
pathway curiosity
curvatures unknown
like a seductive lure
tree standing
pasture plain
white sided barn
quiet
clapboard
single soul
gazing
like an intruder
no longer alone
hesitation inhibits
seizing advance
movement
linger anyway
registering lens
on the scene
vanishing
captured moment
pigment pending
what’s around the bend
Categories: Landscapes, Nature, Poetry
Great verse and painting!
Thanks Kendall
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Your talent is ever expanding, Catherine! Stunning painting and prose! Thank you! xo