Aspen Glow...3/15

Aspen Glow...3/15

A Poem by chuck

Looking up from the forest floor
 a plane scratches the clear blue sky
 a soft white ribbon paints the virgin canvas.
 The meadows are alive with buttercups and daisies
 and four white birch trees mark the center 
of the forest where the trails all meet. 
 A small easy flowing creek runs along the path
 that leads to the old hidden cabin.
 A resting place for mountain hikers as they wander
 the ribbon of trails that snake through the preserve.

© 2023 chuck


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Added on March 15, 2023
Last Updated on April 2, 2023

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chuck
chuck

FL



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I write poetry, haiku, brevity, lyrics, and songs. more..

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