Distant Hill

trees lined up like an army
on the side of the hill,
looking beautiful and worn,
clean-shaven for Winter
and still in the cold —
under the moonlight
this is but a little hill
they take. my eyes
see this distant sight
nary a driver will see,
eyes on silent stare.
bare, leafless trees,
lined up so perfectly,
stiff their salute, finding
no footfall in the dark.

1/6/2021
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Buhagiar Avatar
January 6, 2021 at 9:16 AM
I suppose people are keeping their distances. No one around in this beautiful poem. ~~
Rodrigues Avatar
January 6, 2021 at 3:50 PM
Only my eyes. Of course my husband had to keep his eyes on the road. Thank you, sweet friend!
Krutsinger Avatar
January 6, 2021 at 7:25 AM
"eyes on silent stare" - love this!
Rodrigues Avatar
January 6, 2021 at 8:49 AM
Thank you! Was such a wondrous sight to a poet’s eye!
Lawless Avatar
January 6, 2021 at 6:42 AM
a beautifully poetic rendition of Taps echoes in the lines of this poem Kim. I can hear the flag rustling in the wind
Rodrigues Avatar
January 6, 2021 at 7:18 AM
Thank you! I loved the sight. Had to write about it!
Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace