a linked-verse sequence
Category: landscape
bald eagle
from the ridgetop pines
a long sigh
sunset moon
the downtrodden snow
ready to shine
February wind
how to scratch the mountain
until it purrs
wandering thoughts
the other mountain hidden
by falling snow
returning
to the mountain
its hiking stick
Missing mountaintop
From time to time a flash of panic, as if I’ve forgotten something — but I can’t think what.
missing mountaintop
in the pit
of my stomach
a thousand
acres of silence
one red squirrel
winter sunrise
on an empty stomach
trying not to stare
among all
the falling snowflakes
one brown leaf
tracking snow
the mountain cut open
by a new road
Ridgetop wind
You can see farther this time of year because there’s so much less to see.
ridgetop wind
speaking in the voice
of a raven