Poetry from a Time Forgotten : Picnic in the Mountains

Saturday, April 5, 2008

Picnic in the Mountains

We sit amidst a powdered landscape, of wild flowers and dancing light on rocks, nothing arduous except the thought of leaving. We’ve brought our picnic, stark checkered red and black patterns stir the hawk’s eye. No sound except nature’s radio on high. We look to the chateau of cliffs surrounding... Sign in to see full entry.

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