Guest Poems

Title: Mountain Solitude

Mountain Solitude

The sky darkens over the mountains,
and night falls silent and still;
The moon is hid behind the clouds,
as the mist forms on the hill.

The valley lies in quiet slumber,
sheep and cattle are not heard;
Not a soul to break the silence,
no-one here to breathe a word.

Strange silhouette forms all around,
strikes fear into my soul;
Images that are not really there,
some partial and some whole.

The cold night breeze sends a shiver,
to chill my blood and bone;
Heather damp beneath my feet,
as I stand here all alone.

Misty dewdrops form upon my hair,
like a diamond studded cap;
Nature's nightime murky veil,
covers all in a nocturnal wrap.

Morning golden sunrise finds me,
lets the nightime gently pass;
Cattle low and sheep are bleating,
welcoming the dew kissed grass.

Hilltop cairns and rocks stand boldly,
fearlessly watch the valleys below;
Easterly sun rise higher and brighter,
fills my veins with a warming glow.

Gentle warm air breathes across me,
buzzards soaring high above;
Sparkling streams dance over boulders,
nature's hand removes it's glove.

The shepherd and his faithful friend,
round up a distant fleecy flock;
The buzzard swoops down on it's prey,
takes the bloodied trophy to a rock.

I sit alone on a moss cushioned rock,
amazed by the sights that I see;
All things wild and wonderful,
that God has given me.

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