River’s Ghost – a Poem by Kate Rauner

River’s Ghost

by Kate Rauner


A refined river runs today,

Flows wide and calm past quaint cafes,

Flows gently past well-tended homes

Along the yards all freshly mowed.

Tourists sprawl upon its back

To float in tubes and tow six-packs.

But early in the dawn there’s still

The spirit of its ancient thrill.

Fog races water to the sea

And shows its wild side to me.

Flowing faster than the stream,

Turbulent as it careens

Against the shore in silent waves

To undercut the bank it made;

Up bridge’s footings curling high,

Silent crashing on the sides.

Watch the fog and you will see

A river’s ghost that once was free

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