Tag: Lake

The High Lakes

The high lakes, frozen, clear, Distort reflections of the mountain.   Old men with trekking poles Filter through the forest.   All with some form of Achilles And Homeric hunger pangs.   Drawn to recite soliloquies To the unmoving cold.   Return to the…

Linear

The mist stifles all sound, confines sight Numbs time, suspends the linear Encloses you in tentative comfort While scaring you with limitations   You find yourself worried about the quiet Near the shallow ripples of the lake Where the hills slant their hardest towards…

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