From the mountain topI feast on blues
of sea and sky
From the plain
my heart is lifted
by the sight of hills
So I come down
to wet my toes
and feel the cool
Then return to where
crisp mountain air
is warmed by fire.
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Damn! Can't see the house!
ReplyDeleteI see the house Stafford...what a lovely view! :-)
ReplyDeletelove every single words in it,
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super masterful piece here.
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ReplyDeleteEnjoy!
admirable talent!
Yep. Loike it.
ReplyDeleteThat's a really great title - has a philosophical tone (not sure if you meant it that way). This poem is serene and lovely - good one Stafford.
ReplyDeleteSo wonderfully written.. such a short one and yet so sweet!! Serene Image- like a fresh air filling the senses
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So much to appreciate, all around us. You capture that, so well.
ReplyDeleteWonderful piece. I wander through the the scene you have drawn with your words what a beautiful creation!
ReplyDeleteI am always so lazy. I think the mountains look so beautiful from where I am - I see no point in climbing all the way up just to look at where I am now.
ReplyDeletePerhaps I should. Once in some long while.
Lovely. I can see the colours and smell the fresh air. Very nice.
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oh this is lovely- reminds me of all the camping trips and just looking out at all the gorgeous mountains, trees, water...must go camping soon-before the rain and snow descends
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