A Canvas Floating in the Lake.
A tragic tale of loss and it's consequences
How can one ever paint another possible tragedy?
A Canvas Floating In The Lake!
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A canvas floating in the lake
face down its frame is shattered
an artist standing by the road
hitchhiking away, clothing spattered.
Commissioned to paint a young girl
he captured all her beauty
with gesso, pigments and brush,
his skills beyond mere duty.
But early on the dawning of
his work of art's unveiling,
the little girl was found offshore
her blond hair round her trailing.
She had risen and quietly
she slipped away
on that early morn
to the childhood games
she played down by the dock
where she would make believe
that she was on a ship,
but then suddenly
startled by a trout that leaped
up high to catch a fly
she fell into the water
inhaled it and she died.
The artist found her first,
it broke his heart,
the pain exploded
he didn't have the
strength to wake up
and lead her folks to
where she floated
and so he took that canvas
that was bright and full of life
He broke it across his knees
and cut the image with his knife
and tossed it into the lake
Then he turned and
left with teary eyes
before the family rose
and painted nothing ever since
or so the story goes.
The canvas in
the lake sank deep
beneath where she
had drowned,
it still gazes up through
sun drenched depths
but it never will be found.
© 2009 Matthew Frederick Blowers III