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| Photo of Green Lake, Michigan courtesy of Blackberry Bluff Retreat |
By Marianna Bartholomew
Sand hued, milky aqua, dusky blue
ribbons of ripples
placid yet expectant
for the oar dip
the fin splash
the skimming skip of a stone
Heavens and waters
split gently
by undulating green
Fir boughs held wide
like welcoming arms
bear blithe, feathery tenants
They chirp for no human audience
singing praises to their Creator
Nothing like turning technology OFF to write poetry longhand, in a journal, by a tranquil summer lake. My family has tent camped at Interlochen State Park on Green Lake several times, enjoying evening concerts at Interlochen Arts Camp. My trumpet-playing husband attended the arts camp as a teen, providing him and his family a lifetime of good memories and a great, affordable, vacation destination spot.
(Indiana just passed an education resolution that children are no longer required to learn cursive in schools. They will be taught keyboarding instead. Yikes! I protest...On the Fourth of July, my family was admiring the elegant cursive on a facsimile of the Declaration of Independence. If children can't write cursive they won't be able to read it....thus whole generations will be cut off from reading the original documents upon which our country was founded. Let's brush up on cursive, teach it to our children, and never be too busy to write a little poetry!)
While looking through photo albums for pictures to put in my dad's funeral program we came across the pages of Mom and Dad's junior prom. She actually had a dance card booklet. All of her friends had written short notes or signed autographs on a few blank pages toward the back of the book. And, wouldn't you know it, all of their handwriting looked the same. Not kidding. It was like the same person had written the whole thing. That's some great schooling and lots of hours writing.
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