Thursday, May 21, 2009

The Windmill

(Photo by Dan Felstead of Wood and Pixels Narratives


Wind moves the windmill
Like a choreographed dance
The natural force
And the man made contraption
At one on the lonely prairie
Sending me images of the land before Oz
Capturing my emotions and memories
Holding them captive
Awaiting the creative outlet
That is bound to flow from my pen

1 comment:

Dan Felstead said...

WOW! Thanks Bobbi...I love to see my photos put to poetry...something I am very poor at...when I try to write sounds like a recipe for bean soup.

Have a great Memorial Day holiday.