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On Ricker Mountain

Updated on August 29, 2010

They sought a place 

                   apart 

where they could 

             make their own life 

a father 

     and some sons 

                                            on a mountain 

                          that bears 

                     their name 


Each in their turn 

               gathered stones 

                           from the clear-cut land 

Each in their turn 

               built their stone fences 

until 

     the soil ran away 

                    with the rain 

and there was no subsistence 

     to be farmed 

                  anymore 

Only artifacts 

         remain 

                  rusting 

                         sap buckets 

                                 in a basement hole 

                 smashed door 

                          of a cast iron stove 

                 headstones 

                          in graveyards 

         atop a mountain 

that bears their name 

                                    each in their turn 

that the trees have reclaimed 

                                    each in their turn 

growing all around 

          and through 

                   old falling down 

                              stone fences.  


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    • cupid51 profile image

      cupid51 7 years ago from INDIA

      Your verses are showing us the real truth of our life, fantastic! I don't have words to describe it! great hub!

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      Tom Rubenoff 7 years ago from United States

      On Ricker Mountain there were schools and farms and homes and families, a whole microcosm of civilization that came and went. It happens again and again.

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      KFlippin 7 years ago from Amazon

      The people stay put beneath their stones, and their dreams live on in their children. I thought your poem was quite effective, and reminiscent of our ancestors who broke the ground and worked long hard, and hoped their efforts would live on.......and they do, whether their efforts are over run and overgrown they do live on.

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      Tom Rubenoff 7 years ago from United States

      A rock lasts a lot longer than a ... person. :) Unlike people, they stay put, too.

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      Randy Behavior 7 years ago from Near the Ocean

      Before there were men there were rocks. After the men were long gone there were rocks. Perhaps rearranged a bit.... Stonehenge, pyramids, or simple wall.

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      Richard Francis Fleck 7 years ago from Denver, Colorado

      I very much liked the combo of poetry and image--it works well.

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      Putz Ballard 7 years ago

      Great hub and memories. thanks for sharing.