Mountain High

I take a deep breath of the cool, clean mountain air
'Fore choppin' some kindlin' & fixin' the morning fire
A gusting breeze billowing by
Shuffles the treetops from side to side
A jackrabbit darts from bush to bush
While bluejays cackle at passers by

By mid-day the sun burns down bright
As I kick off the boots and head for the creek
Looking more like a river, so deep and crystal
I climb up the nearest house-sized boulder
Leaping out into the open air...
...! ! ! S P L A S H ! ! !...
 

Author's Note

Reminiscing of times when I lived way out in the "sticks"

Reviews

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

This is for me, a happy poem... maybe living in the 'sticks' is the place to be..
Your images make me long to be standing on a mountain where the air is cool and clean.. not so here where I live.
A hard day's work is good for a body and the body deserves a Splash into cool clear water.
A happy poem..

Chloe

[iamkim]

Wow! Very nice... I have never been on a mountain, but it has always been my dream. I always want to go out and explore mother nature; island hopping, cycling, spelunking, mountain climbing, etc.

Thanks to your poem, by simply reading it, I felt like I too have gone there standing, listening to the wind as it whispers on my ears :)

Kim =)

[Robin]

exchange rabbits for grey squirrels and your bluejays for stellar jays and you describe my home away from home ~ love my sierras ~

[emmajoy]

Wonderful, this is the life for me! There's such a light-hearted, beautiful memory here .. one to hold onto when in the doldrums or whatever ..

'A gusting breeze billowing by
Shuffles the treetops from side to side'

love it!

[Tate Morgan]

Something different about this something uniquely genuine I felt like i was in australia