”Fragments” by: Lee Madgwick
And there
the dory rests
askew
partly afloat
partly aground
pressed against the river grass
abandoned now for many years
it’s weather withered
dry rot’s setting in
it is said
he was seen returning
in the settling dusk
of an autumn twilight
that shortly thereafter
the window
on the second floor
under which
the river flows
went dark as pitch
in the years since
no one has ever
come for the dory
no light has ever
pierced that window’s blackness
no sound has ever
disturbed the deep silence
of that broken brick building
only the stir of the wind
is ever heard
rustling the tall tasseled reeds
that crowd the river’s edge
some say
if you listen quietly
it sounds like someone
sadly whispering
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rob kistner © 2022
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I like your melancholy story, Rob. It fits the mood of the image perfectly.
Thank you Jane, very much… 🙂
Oh, that’s a bit creepy. A lovely ending – I felt the narrator leaning in and whispering. Then taking a sip of whiskey!
I believe you are correct. It appears to be a tale shared… 🙂
Lovely full of atmosphere.
Thank you AJ… 🙂
Perfect choice of song to the poem
I felt it spoke to myvision for the poem, glad you felt it too Bjorn… 🙂
An enchanting lean to a dark mood. Bravo. Your poem fits this surreal image well.
Happy you dropped by my blog
Much????love
Thank you Gillena… 🙂 I enjoyed my visit… 🙂
Love the eeriness of this – a legend tale if ever there was one.
Glad you enjoyed it Marion… 🙂
A brilliant tale indeed!
Thank you Carol… 🙂
As, I studied this photo there was a sense of abandonment. Where did the traveler go? Perhaps, all that remains is his ghost and the whispering wind. Well told, leaves me wanting to know more.
Thank you True… 🙂
so many isolated people experience what you have described so well
Thank you Sean. In a world so seemingly crowded and chaotic, many people die isolated and lonely — emotionally, even if they are not alone.