The Lake [poem] by Laurie Kolp

across the way is murky
and overgrown with weeds along the shore,
but my son likes to escape there anyway.
He seats himself wherever, starts to draw
the clouds, the trees, the rocks, the ground
surrounding cloudy water he calls mystic
like the disappearance of his father last year,
the last day they spent together fishing

there

 

 

Image of 1930s Switchboard Operator

[Refer: This poem refers to Edward Palumbo’s poem “The Woods.”]

 Laurie Kolp is an award-winning poet with numerous publications, some of which include Poets & Artists (GOSS183 Publishing Group), Writer’s Digest, Diane Lockward’s The Crafty Poet, cho, Miller’s Pond, The Fib Review; forthcoming in Pirene’s Fountain and Blue Fifth Review. Her first full-length poetry collection is Upon the Blue Couch. Her website is http://lauriekolp.com.

Image by Richard Taylor