Tag: mountains

  • Open Skies

    From the highest mountain I see  Like the world seemed to agree  Bright sun and the open sky  Trying to drive away the lie  But all that remained was the deep black sea. 

  • Waterfalls

    Photo by MUHAMMAD KAMRAN KHAN on Unsplash  I knew hiding behind the waterfall was the only place I would be safe.  He thought I had never learned how to swim, but that was not the only lie I had told him.  I had been trying to get out from under his clutches for years and this might be the break I…

  • I’ll Follow You Into the Dark 

    When the sun goes down  At the end of the day  The birds go silent and the fireflies appear  The bears came out to play  Roaring fires and brightly shining stars  Spirits come out to show their wild side  Booing, scaring, jumping, seething  Haunting is their source of pride  I will follow wherever you may…

  • Wind and Trees

    The wind and the trees didn’t bother me when the sun was still out.  Back when I thought I was still brave.  Now I was beginning to wonder if I had ever been brave.  I had never been afraid of the dark until this very moment, but here I was.  Alone.  Outside.  Terrified.  I wanted…

  • Ballad of Freedom

  • Haiku

  • Escape

    I always wanted to figure my life out, but I never knew how.  I stared at the television and wondered where to go and what to do next as if I was waiting for the characters to tell me what would come my way.  I knew what I needed, but was stuck on how to get…

  • Ski Days: 2

    Photo copyright: Kate Cornwell  I went skiing on Sunday, which is something I was going to try and avoid because I feel like Sundays are bound to be busier than Mondays, but I was at a Summer Reading Workshop yesterday so I hit the slopes on Sunday instead. It was a super trippy day of…

  • Cottage Cleanup

    I was hoping the cottage was not the disaster everyone was making it out to be.  It was old they said.  It was dirty they said.  All I knew was I had plenty of time and nervous energy to take on the cleanup of a small cottage.  I needed to start over and living in a small cottage…

  • Closer to God

    The mountains seemed to get bigger every time I closed my eyes.  The thin mountain air longed to caress my face and lungs.  I delayed in opening my eyes as I knew all I would see would be the flat dusty roads of my hometown.   My days were spent listening to coworkers drone on about meaningless issues…