Tinker Posted November 14, 2022 Share Posted November 14, 2022 Sierra Wilderness Early Spring 1974The canyon loomed low below us.The only way down,a narrow icy trailoff the face of the cliff.We dismounted, checked the packs,and began to descend.Second in line,hugging the rock sideI led my mareas she gingerlyplodded one hoof after another,occasionally pausingto the sound of slatefalling from the ledge.Time suspended,eternity in each footstep,breath slowed and visible,we picked our wayuntil finally, the earth flattened. Judi Van Gorder Quote ~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~ For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Join the conversation
You can post now and register later. If you have an account, sign in now to post with your account.
Note: Your post will require moderator approval before it will be visible.