Our Mountain’s Siege

Picture This Place picked apart Piece by piece By a glacial Machine Letting forests Like moss creep Through Ice jacked Cracks in the Granite greybacks Slow saw chain teeth Cut as earth breathes As some mountain pass Gaps fill with glass An argent surface Of liquid canvas Pouring water falls Against an eternal siege

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Ferric Frost

Sunrises Every which one I miss When it’s freezing On your roof And you’re sitting there Looking at the rising radiance In pink and orange and Finally yellow to white To make the atmosphere Glow its awesome cobalt Yet to bring warmth But it already brings light To dawn away the dusk And your gorgeousContinue reading “Ferric Frost”

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