Ruins Near A Waterfall

Snippets of blue and clouds

Poke through rafters

That once held meaning.

Still, something walks

Within the ruins

Weathered old boots…and

Ashen hands, brushing

Stone, steel, and rust

Feeling along debris

As if it were night

In the summer shade.

 

Outside, where tourists

Muffle the sound of the falls.

Young summer types

Adorned in shimmering

Glacier melt, current dripping

From plump elbows

Dash about, in the radiance. 

Look from the open air 

Into worn out windows

Unaware of how much

Walking ghosts do.

 

 

 

9 Comments on “Ruins Near A Waterfall

  1. This is an interesting take! When I originally read it, I was wondering if the ghosts were the previous inhabitants of the ruins watching over the tourists.

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  2. One of your best, Elan! Loved “Feeling along debris / As if it were night / In the summer shade.” At the lake beach near us, we have the same “Young summer types / Adorned in shimmering / Glacier melt, current dripping / From plump elbows.” I especially liked the ending, which could be ghost-ghosts, or just the ghosts of our young summer selves. 🙂

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  3. Another winner. I admire the concrete details made abstract through imagery. You could publish this as one of your best. Meaning, maybe a book of your poems is about ready to be published.

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