Solitary Rocks

Barren rocks touch the sky
Reaching for the heavens
Stretching their fingers up above me
As I walk between the crags 
Squirrelly, gnarled pines watch me
Their branches weighed down by cones
Small nuts litter the ground 
The rocks dim out any sound
They block the rest of the world
Hiding me in my solitude. 
Comforting to my tired ears
The sun baked moss seems to absorb all my fears
The shadowless valleys stretch out before me
Like fingers pointing to places I could go
I climb higher to the spires 
Like the rocky outcroppings 
I try To touch the sky. 
 

Author's Note

Anyone want to go on a hike? No? Well comments are just as good.

Reviews

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Very descriptive piece. Almost felt I was there too. You obviously like the great outdoors

[Austin Skye Elsborg]

Thanks! I feel like bringing someone into the place the poem takes place and imagery are my strong points. I'm glad you enjoyed it though. I love the outdoors. Particularly desert areas. This was inspired by Moab, Utah, and the area by Bueno Vista, Co.

[poeticpiers]

beautifully written descriptive poetic prose. bravo

[Austin Skye Elsborg]

Thanks! I'm glad you enjoyed it!