Crisp mountain air, all the greens of Spring, and not a soul in sight! If you listen carefully, you just might hear the wildflowers grow. Look toward the heavens on a cloudless night and I’ll bet you could count the stars. What could be simpler than that?
For Len Artists Photo Challenge: Simplicity
Photo taken near Independence, Colorado
I’m glad I don’t live in the mountains ~
I might take their beauty for granted.
What a shame that would be!
Nancy Merrill Photography A Photo a Week Challenge: Beauty
Photo taken at Maroon Bells in Colorado
I didn’t see it coming.
It took me completely by
surprise. I was struck by an unexpected
notion, that the things I once thought magical
were maybe nothing more than just themselves!
The soothing stream that meanders through the meadow,
the autumn leaves as they fly across the moon,
the golden grain caught blushing in the sun;
might not really have a spirit of their own.
Could it be they are simply what they are;
lazy creek, dead leaves, ripened seeds?
Without a doubt, I must control
these hasty bouts of wisdom
before they shatter
The delivery of this poem is something different for me. I have never attempted to format a poem into any particular shape before. A bit of a challenge!
This is my response to today’s one-word prompt: Delivery
The photo was taken in Colorado, near the Continental Divide
Over the mountain is a new horizon. Dangers may lurk, but I am not afraid.
Photo taken at Maroon Bells, Colorado
Weekly Photo Challenge: New Horizon