Stone Cottage Island

photo by author

by LeeAnne Lavender

The tiny stone cottage

Sits silent and unoccupied

Amidst the pines and cedars

And sun-warmed slabs of rock.

I watch this island,

A universe in itself,

A bubble of silence and solitude,

Real against the chaos of the world.

I could crawl under your

Glass dome and sit, uninterrupted,

For millennia,

Living on wind and thoughts and

The call of the loons.

To hear those birds is enough.


June 2018

Brian Lavender