Tag Archives: Mountain
A warm rain afireSunshine Peak
Once a mountain there was
And a woman most worthy
As any woman is
Taking aim, then falling away
With purposeful looking
Set sight on a different mountain
On being a different woman
And she is allowed
As any woman is
Not Nameless: A Haiku
Snowy rock and grass
Through these mountain-pined green eyes
You’re at every pass
Staid
Absolutely as a mountain
Vast, ancient, complex
Unexplored by my eyes
Why?
Climb, I, your climate zones
Your staid steadies my feet
How am I to take nothing
This all you wish to give
Inhale a meditative Love
Exhale acceptance, heart
Come away untouched
Forbid!
Signal Mountain Road
Make your way, you, into my night-thoughts, bandying about
Thrashing within my yesterdays, my tonights
An eternal terrorist, it would seem, with no new tactics
Age old, you’re old, I’m getting old and have had enough
I will tell you this, though you will not hear: I am more
More than this, more than us, more than you can handle
The proof is how it took forever for you and that you’re still trying
I’m still here, greater than any sum -look how you are less
know not
Me
You have anchored me
Tho’ I know not
Do I
Sit at the bottom of the ocean
Or is
The mountaintop my resting place
My Fiction
You fashioned this mountain.
You daredevil.
You shapeshifter.
You inspected, intended.
You daydreamer, you.
Each pebble.
Each fossil.
Each Boulder.
Each vein of pure gold.
Each step to lift each.
Pray, now what?
Pray, tell it.
Pray, storied or droll?
Pray, how is your view?
Pray, what will you pray?
Oh, Flora
I’m not afraid to tell it
How the flora on my left
Likes to brag to all the fauna
That she’s taken with the West
Maybe ’twas the mountain
Or the headlands on the coast
Who touched soft upon her shoulder
And of whom, ’til death, she’ll boast
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