Step by step I climb

     up the mountain slope

Over mountain cliff

     hang my feet and cope

Sit there through the day

     let my thoughts take flight

Paper, pen at knee

     fingers seldom write

As the daylight wanes

     nighttime steals clear sight

Then unpack bed roll

     pull my blankets tight

Hear a great horned owl

     send a trill of hoots

From river below

     hear far tugboat's toots

When the morning comes

     thick fog obscures view

Wait for bright sun rays

     burn through misty stew

Fingertips and pen

     try to compose verse

But a heavy heart

     makes my words sound terse

So I'll sit awhile

     soak in mountain view

Til my body pours

     all my inner rue

Stay another night

     let stars spark some hope

Then I will descend

     when my mind can cope

© Copyright 2018 by Cleomez (all rights reserved)