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Lake Mead Painting/Poem. . . by Pam and Dean Blehert



Lake Mead NV


Lake Mead, Nevada

This painting is called, "Lake Mead"
because no one knows the names of those clouds
that leap out over the lake
like a playful pod of sky whales,
shedding a spumey wake.

If you go where this painting is from,
you will not find the road, sagebrush,
boulders and the already blue-with-absence
lake, but the clouds will be there.

One very black mountain insists
to the point of green luminosity
on being solid, protests too much,
is, I think, about to implode--

Such frenzies of envy are roused
in solidity (an endangered species)
by clouds.

If the road is gone, I don't know
how you'll get there to see the clouds
at play, unless you are already there,
where this painting comes from.
-- Dean Blehert

Copyright © 1999. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. Duplication of this print without permission of the artist is forbidden under copyright law. Please ask permission if you wish to use for non-commercial purposes
  Big Cats in Snow
Tuesday, July 11, 2000