Open Poetry #46 |
On Cadillac Mountain, Bar Harbor. |
Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA |
The stars burst all around the slopes Of Cadillac, where we lay, huddled. The universe - under the microscope! We, - dazed and befuddled. Beyond the bend, the sun felt no need To rush to the harbor’s revival. Under the veil of night, the speed Of memory had no rivals. I strained my eyes, as if I could glimpse The past, far enough to observe My ancestors evolving from chimps And further, the day of my birth. In this bitter cold, with the wind biting Our limbs, clutching for us in the dark, A star rolled down, alighting The sky with a fizzling spark. The peak of the mountain was then erased To the width of a needle tip, Our bodies locked in a warm embrace, Compressed, so as not to slip. The stars and our blood pulsating In step, made a permanent link. We fell asleep, with the night permeating Our dreams with its prevalent ink. http://home.comcast.net/~kneller/aboutme.html |
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katahdin Senior Member
since 2010-07-01
Posts 1196ME. In the Shadow of the Mt. |
I'm from Maine and have been to Cadillac Mountain in Bar Harbor many times. You have given me a new view. Enjoyed the view. Kat >^..^< |
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