A Mountain's Lament Poem by Ebba Poole
A Mountain's Lament
I taste the wind as it passes by me,
hear the whispers of my fellows above me.
As a stranger passes.
I am immovable by the elements themselves
and yet I only feel the cold
Only see the ground.
The ground beneath me provides a home,
a place of comfort for the strangers;
I do not.
I am immovable.
Thursday, February 2, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: feelings,hearing,loneliness,mountains,nature,personification,wind,youth
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