Minneapolis, MN
WHISPERS FROM THE POND
Whispers ride
upon the winds
that are forever
restless here
Machine gun rain
tears through fields
that still hide secrets
“Tell our story,
please tell our story”
Whispers that startle
as I stare
into the pond
letting tears fall
in baptism
No trimmed graves
Nor emerald grasses
Circle headstones
Offering dates
Not here
Ashes of thousands
Lay at the bottom
Unrecorded
Uncounted
Unknown
Whispers plead
“Tell my sister
I am here, here
in the pond”
I tell everyone
ABOUT THE POET
Irene Colston February 18, 1935 – April 19, 2023 was a local artist born and raised in Minneapolis, MN. After retiring from a busy professional career, Irene immersed herself into the creative writing process. She took classes at The Loft Literary Center, focusing on both lyrical and free form poetry. Ranging from lighthearted and whimsical to solemn and literal, Irene’s poetry drew inspiration from her life: nature, memories, and travel. It brought her joy sharing her art with others.
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