Showing posts with label train. Show all posts
Showing posts with label train. Show all posts

Hiking

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My exposed skin bares fresh cut hair, sweat and grass. It's Saturday past. My daughter and I are hiking. We're surrounded by Jewelweed, Timothy Grass and trees. The sound of a train is approaching. I snap a picture of the iron horse.

I hear a four wheeler riding through the tobacco field while I'm crossing the railroad bridge one railroad tie at a time. It's scary looking down between the gaps to the murky water below.

I see a turkey vulture circling above my head and can't help but watch her graceful flight. She doesn't seem bothered by the noise my daughter is making with two rusted objects. I'm in awe of her determination to bring home a momento of our day but sadly she has to leave it behind.

Abandoned Trestle

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Seattle, Lake Shore
and Eastern Railway
1885- 1896
Snoqualmie Falls
Abandoned Trestle
Seattle, Washington
photo by John Johnson


My eyes linger on
Vintage remnants
Once born against a
Threadbare mountain.

Refurbished land, splintered green
An abandoned trestle
Lies on sutured ground,
Ingrained by parallel seams.

Her aged black skin
Perspiring beneath a creosote sun
Is paused
For a train never sounding
Her intoned whistle.

A sloping north hemisphere
Bestowing icy Snowqualmie Falls,
White spittle dredged my skin.

3WW words are in bold.