The grasshoppers leap up with every step
through the mess of forbs and grass at my feet,
some thornier branches scratch at my boots,
ticks frown when they see my blue, denim pants,
they’ll have to go elsewhere for their dinner.
The mountain-bike trails are not open yet,
wide slopes are silent, save bird-song and bugs,
splashes of color, mostly yellow, abound,
flowers feed bees on their endless patrols,
the deer love new growth, but flee midday sun.
I feel it, on my back, on my neck, close,
the big hat shields the face, but I still sweat,
almost like I’m hiking in the prairie,
but no trees also means such awesome views,
usually I see them frosted in snow.
Above, on the ski lift, the chairs do hang
like metal ghosts, haunted by the spirits
of families that rode them months ago,
their towers silent, steel sentinels; tall…
remember to get clear if there’s lightning.
My thighs don’t hurt, no, it’s all in my calves,
different muscles from a normal trail hike,
I’ve drank too much water, but I make it,
cooler air of altitude braces me,
green New England rolls out before my eyes…
Categories:
forbs, appreciation, imagery, mountains, nature,
Form: Blank verse
Posted - 04/15/2007 : 20:58:19
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Reveal the light
Touchless deem
Fearless dear
Forbs in my trap
How gentlemen
Solicited to just
Lover as friend.
Wake to shine
Till give up
Same question
Will be there
To flame in breath
Shine to unify.
As of reply in magnitude
Dream expands in its soul
Forgotten to walk in fire
love passions to climp story tree.
Categories:
forbs, art, faith, friendship, history,
Form: Ghazal
Posted - 04/15/2007 : 20:58:19
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Reveal the light
Touchless deem
Fearless dear
Forbs in my trap
How gentlemen
Solicited to just
Lover as friend.
Wake to shine
Same question
Will be there
To flame in breath
Shine to unify.
As of reply in magnitude
Expands in its soul lover
Forgotten to walk in fire
love reflects passions
children climp story tree.
Categories:
forbs, imagination, inspirational, life, urdu,
Form: Ghazal