Today, at the online writers' group, Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, our challenge is to write to the beautiful photographs of the lovely and talented Hannah Gosselin.
Several photos were offered for us, some exquisite, but I chose the photo below, which Hannah entitled Pier Post Persisting, because I always love a pier, especially the one at the beach in my home town, White Rock, BC.
Pier Post Persisting
Photo and title by Hannah Gosselin
Thousands of feet trod the planks of the pier
for many a summer, for many a year,
until the town languished, then shrivelled, then died,
and left the poor pier to the incoming tide.
The planks became rotten, then covered in moss,
then fell, and the posts left behind mourned their loss.
"Look here, don't you see? There was a pier here
where fishermen tied up their boats, got their gear
ready, then went out to fish on the river.
We posts thought the pier would be here forever."
The boards rotted, and fell, and they left the posts
to time and the tide, in their rivermouth host.
So, if you go down there some summer day
you might see the pier posts persisting today.