Hill

A Poem by Alfred Kukitz

Hill

How the hill walked its face
A landscape mind leans into itself
spread among soil, rock and dirt
it came upon the uniqueness of Earth

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Thanks Jacob!

my mind twisted around itself for this one.

regards,
al

great personification here...the hill comes alive---it is made.

j.

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Added on December 8, 2017
Last Updated on December 8, 2017
Tags: Hill, walked, face, lean

Yes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..

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