Mountain Thoughts

 

I walked the world
inside the skin of a beast
lost in the wilderness
of a mind made of mountains.
Peaks reached high like frozen fingers
and the roots dug into my spine
like the thorns of cold love.

The skin around my soul
was thick with winter fur
and bristling when amidst prey.
Is this a curse, lost in fur?
Or does it provide an insight
into the mind of the original?

I walk the world as a beast
calm in my mountain thoughts
and watching my long ago fellows
walk upon the earth ill content
in their furless skin
and broken city minds.

Reviews

[Clockwork]

This piece is nicely organized. It has some very nice abstract images and metaphors. There are not too many reads that I come across here that pop in my mind. There are several lines in this piece that really stand out. There is a real undercurrent here. The surface is more refined, more human, yet rough around the edges. Beneath the surface the beast seems to speak. Well done.

[Nicole]

When I read this I thought of a hm..werewolf.
A lonely werewolf that just wants to be loved.
I really enjoyed, and very unique.
I really like this one. May be a favorite. xD

[Dillon Cotter]

Very enjoyable! I like the abstract images, and the picture of nature and the wilderness i receives from this poem. Truly heart warming i think.

-Will