I read a poem,
walked this beach and had to know more about this city that use to be. If you like history this is an interesting place to read about.
My poem is at the end.
An old true tale
of the flood and tide
Texas Ghost Town click below
for its history
Such is the aspect of this shore
Thou once fair city by the moonlit sea!
Thy fame is ended and thy beauty fled.
Bleak memory call thee form the silent dead.
Thy streets are nameless, and seaweeds grow
Along the walks where life did want to flow
Forever dead! Forever thy dream is o'er!
Thou livist alone on Memory's barren shore
The sun that set, yet sets to rise again,
Will smile the same, yet smile on the in vain
While moonbeams dancing as the billows roar,
Will seem as bright, yet dance on thee no more.
Jeff Melemona 1889 ©
Old Indianola:
a hundred years later
A hundred and some odd years,
Old Indianola
could it be?
You seem to be so near,
those relics you share with us.
So you are not
forgotten,
don't you see.
Your stories of
days gone by,
Your forty grand
years that didnt die.
Old Indianola sleeps by the sea.
Your cisterns long
since dry,
The cap'ts tomb now empty.
Your church bell
doesn't ring,
and the seagulles seldom cry.
What of the untold
stories
gone out into the sea.
Can you share with
us any more,
your secrets of the past?
Old Indianola that use to be!
We care not to
compare,
but to be a village by the sea.
To see the beauty
and wonder
To feel the emotions
of yesteryear.
We will always know that you were here,
You speak so clearly even now.
Here at Old Indianola, by the sea!
Kirsten Allen© 1989
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