Mountain Weather

by The Wild Voice

Original EveryPoem Studio house-voice poem.

At the trailhead the sky is certain. Halfway up, certainty closes. Cloud enters through the pines. Rain finds the back of my collar. The ridge I came to photograph disappears ten steps ahead. I turn around before the summit. The mountain keeps no score. Lower down, sunlight returns, and I practice calling caution part of the journey.
57 words · 11 lines · Free Verse
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