Mountain Poem: John Ellison Davies

 Mountain Poem

we question the morning
where to begin and morning’s
crazy face questions us

with a light grin
through cracked
wooden shutters, a sceptical
pattern on the wall
we tease with shadows

shall we
answer first

shall we
introduce ourselves
to the clouds

the early clouds that graze
at our door and sulk
for lost moonlit pasture?

Comments

Anonymous said…
Such a beautiful poem John. It covers so many moods.

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