there is this photo....you see
of pretty much nothing...of
nowhere....at least....
nowhere i know...
the skies are blue, with
a cotton balling of
innoccuos clouds
it seems as tho the weather
would be pleasant there.
there is a gray-blue-rock
covered track, well road, that roughly disects the photo,
beginning right in the centre at the forfront
and then wending off
to the right behind a small hill.
the track would be wide enough for a small car
or cart
but is in the picture
devoid off traffic.
as is it's smaller,
companion walking path, terraced and to the left of the road.
cut about six foot below the road persay
to the right, a spindly tree
of indeterminate species
then, stretching off to the photo's edge,
green grasses, roughly, cropped low by machine
or beast.
to the left, once again below,
the walking path,
a swathe of green
and then, an expanse of water,
loch, lake, river,
i do not know,
but it is wide and slow.
there are no,
watercraft, no birds,
to be seen.
just water, greenery,
a spindly tree
and the two tracks,
leading to god knows where and coming from, behind
the lense.
but right now, the ambiguity
of destination, the lonliness
of the landscape are appealing, enthralling, even.
there is a dichotomy,
in the fecund greeness of the grass,
opposed to the, apperent,
barenness of the lake.
and in the disection of the pastoral scene, by man made road, there is disruption,
there is choice.
to, cant to one side,
or the other.
there is choice to, go forth into the unkown.
or to, retrace one steps
on the road behind.
it is a photo,
that while not
bucolic in nature,
is pleasant
that is well framed,
....that is the one...
you take when you
want to finish the roll of film,
or these days fill the memory card...
why it has me,
fascinated at present is ...
it is a photo of somewhere... that is not here...
it is a photo of somewhere...
where, the possibilties are new,untried...not impossible
.......where the grass
.......is greener...where the grass is greener...where the grass is.....
napowrimo write day 27
prompt; write a poeem in response to one of four photos supplied.
we humans always looking...
but truly my grass more than green enough for me.
