Tuesday, October 1, 2013

Relics

Relics

The mountains that in ages
past were level plateaus;
the shoreline that has
not kept its place;

the bones of extinction layered
like words in a holy book,
telling the story
of what once was;

the changing sky,
a glimpse of the universe
passing, rolled together
as a scroll.

Everything
everywhere
always
never

            the same,
yesterday’s relics,
like the boarded-up shops
in any small town.

---------------------------------------------

For dVerse OpenLinkNight. Claudia's post had me thinking about culture, history, place, and this is what came out. 

39 comments:

  1. sobering end...the boarded up shops...far too many of those ghosts of old business...and towns...but its change you know...and the mountains just keep growing....and today becomes history

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Thanks Brian--there's always a bit of sadness joined with change.

      Delete
  2. We are on the same page this week... how awesome is that!! I love the format.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Thanks Laurie--you know what they say about great minds.

      Delete
  3. Yes, everything is ALWAYS changing. A certainty of life.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Thanks Mary. Change is something we can count on, for sure!

      Delete
  4. Replies
    1. Thanks Matt, I'm happy you liked it!

      Delete
  5. Relics are fascinating things ~ And yes, things are always changing & never looks the same ~

    ReplyDelete
  6. In life nothing remains the same the world is always changing..I find it sad to see boarded up buildings..I wish we could just tear them down and plant trees..even sadder when the building is historical filled with history and ghosts that would like their story told..relics can be wonderful to explore..

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Thanks Truedessa--there's always some personal history tied up in old buildings, especially if you've lived in a town for a while.

      Delete
  7. Replies
    1. Thanks Anna, for enjoying the song!

      Delete
  8. Great word choices - it builds outward and upward and then back again. I really like this.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Thanks Debi, for taking the trip out and up and back again!

      Delete
  9. I like how you bend time and space with your words, Nico!

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Thanks Marya--I'm glad you enjoyed it!

      Delete
  10. You write the thoughts that happen in peace of mind, peace of spirit. Wonderful. ~peace, Jason

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Thanks Jason--sometimes the only peace I can find is on the page.

      Delete
  11. nice write..everything in motion..constant changing, never returning..like the relics of yore likened to boarded up towns

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Thanks Dorianna--always changing, both on large and small scales.

      Delete
  12. Nice reflection and great use of metaphor. Never constant, always changing and yet this is the place we call home.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Thanks Ginny, I'm happy you liked it!

      Delete
  13. i like how you ground this with the last image of the boarded-up shops
    in any small town... makes it even more palpable...it's sad when whole cultures are no more after a time of blooming.. nothing as constant as change..

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Thanks Claudia--sometimes we need a reminder that our sense of permanence is an illusion.

      Delete
  14. Great images and then smacked with the ending, the truth, to big to ignore anymore. Excellente!

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Thanks Henry--it's a little unsettling to realize how fragile we really are!

      Delete
  15. I admire the closing lines, how you personalize it into the human realm - yet still distant, as though looking at an old tintype.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Thanks M, for looking at this tintype poem with clear eyes!

      Delete
  16. Love how you brought the ever changing geological philosophy of change to the last stanza... the rhythm and the tempo like a solemn walk...

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Thanks Bjorn, I'm happy you liked it!

      Delete
  17. Gorgeous writing...love the changing skies passing like a scroll...perfect! We live in times of constant change whether it be the geological or economical we just have to find new pathways through the landscape.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Thanks Di--I can't claim originality for the scroll bit. The image comes from the Bible (Isaiah, and I think probably other places as well). I hope the good Lord doesn't mind that I borrowed it!

      Delete
  18. Great rhythm to this, Nico.

    Pamela

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Thanks Pamela--I'm happy you enjoyed it!

      Delete
  19. Change is the only thing we can expect but there is so much knowledge and beauty in the trails behind us. Beautiful work.

    ReplyDelete
  20. Thanks Beth--it's good if we can take the knowledge and beauty along with us.

    ReplyDelete
  21. Great ending to a great capture..the boarded up shops....a sad reality.

    ReplyDelete