Mandolin Rain

by Ken Walker

Title

Mandolin Rain

Artist

Ken Walker

Medium

Digital Art - Digital Painting

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2nd in the collection "Abstract and the Written Word" a series of stories and poems inspired by the artwork. This was also inspired by the Bruce Hornsby song of the same title.

"He knew how much she loved the sound of a summer storm. Beth said it 'played on the lake like a mandolin.' Damian didn't know, on this particular rainy evening, what brought him to a little bar and grill hidden in the glades that sat on the water's edge called the Wayward Gator. The bar had good food, good company, and the band that played till the wee hours of the night always seems to soothe his troubled mind. There was that, but tonight was especially painful being a year to the day that Beth had walked away from him.

It hadn't been a surprise. Damian knew the moment he first met Beth that her heart was his for just a moment. It was a choice he'd made long ago to accept her nature, knowing his heart would break someday. The day had come, and now a year later he was biding his time, listening to the bluegrass band till the last note, in the hopes of keeping Beth off his mind. It wasn't working.

The banjo wind began to pick up, and then he saw her outside dancing in the rain, oblivious to the world and to the fact that the band had long since packed up and gone home. This beautiful stranger was swaying to the music that only Damian and she could hear, the music of the storm-the 'Mandolin Rain.' He caught her attention and was overjoyed when she smiled and waved her hand to come and join her. This was why he'd come tonight. For her. And as the steamboat passed by, the big wheel spinning and the whistle blowing, he thought once last time about Beth and let her go."

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March 23rd, 2020

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