Weekly Photo Challenge: Lines

A portion of Dad’s painting on the barn door

My dad always enjoyed drawing and painting. We had a chalkboard in our kitchen and there was always something doodled there. He also painted around the farm place. He painted the barn door back in the 1960s, when it was considered so different that a photographer from the Des Moines Register traveled three hours to our farm to take a photo. This is how the barn door looked the last time I saw it in 2006. Sometime after that, the barn and most of the buildings were bulldozed.

The weekly photo topic is lines, so I guess these old warped boards offer an interesting perspective. As do the lines below:

What Remains

In this emptied-out place
of hot white light and rich black earth,

in this hallowed place
of giving up and moving on,

in this sacred place
of remembering and returning,

only the wind remains
to tell our stories,

to whisper our names,

to save our souls.

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4 thoughts on “Weekly Photo Challenge: Lines

  1. Julie, I think this is one of your best poems ever. Only ten lines to capture the essence of being Iowa raised.

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