Canyon Wisper

Canyon Wisper

A Poem by Terry Lynn
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Day hike into Hells Canyon, Arizona

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I begin the trail, not knowing what I'll find

My steps moving forward, the dirt road behind

The top of the mountain, the canyon floor

My mind sees visions of what's in store

My feet move swiftly, all uphill

Through rocks and trees and bushes, until

I see the top, what a beautiful sight

Deep canyon walls, small birds in flight

I stop to rest and quench my thirst

Respecting the canyon, for it was here first

Then back on my feet to descend the trail

The canyon floor is where I'll soon dwell

I make it down the tumultuous hill

Taking in the sounds of water, the quiet still

The wildflowing and smell of spring

The feelings of triumph, the sun glistening

Then suddenly I realize I'm totally alone

Fear washes over me

The walls say, "Go Home"

An hour I climb, an hour more and still

All my eyes see is hills

I'm tired, I'm beaten, not broker and yet

If I pass out and die they'd all say it's what I get

For venturing in this canyon alone

"I can make it" I tell myself

"Just get your a*s home"

Finally I reach the spot where the inward trail parts

Leaving Hells Canyon with respect in my heart

© 2009 Terry Lynn


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Thank you for taking me on that wonderful outing. My poor circulation and bad heart won't let me do what you just did anymore, but oh how I used to love it. A good poem with great rhymes.

Posted 15 Years Ago



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