Affluent Mountainsides

November 25, 2008
By Charlotte A. Smith, Hydeville, VT

Hot rays from sun to skin
Burning flesh asks for rest
Winding paths mingle and separate
Discover a boulder, i perch
Wait for strains of climbing to recede
As mountainous aromas fill my lungs
Soothing, as a cup of tea
Stand and push on
Hear the crackling splendor
Leaves, breaking from weight
Foliage turns
From greenbacks
To gold
To rubies
To topaz
An amorous bliss

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This article has 2 comments.

Boonie said...
on Dec. 9 2008 at 12:56 am
This beautiful poem made me want to sit on a mountainside and breathe in the air.

slmac28 said...
on Dec. 8 2008 at 10:05 pm
This poem was beautiful! I felt like I was perched beside the author on her boulder soaking up the rays. I am anxious to read more from this author.

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