A Winter Trip To Kawuneeche Valley Poem by bilbo reid

A Winter Trip To Kawuneeche Valley



As morning came we headed out through busy city roads
The cars and buses crowded around and trucks with heavy loads
The drivers looking stern and grim as from the lights they roar
Going to their office desk, the 'Drive Thru'or the Store

In the early sun, shadows are long, a cold cobalt blue sky
But a happy feeling in the hearts, of my family friends and I
For we are heading into the wilds of this'land of the free'
To look for Elk or maybe Moose, or any creatures that we can see

Then from north to south a barricade of Mountains fill our sight
But Clearwater Canyon provides the hope to ease this travellers plight
The running river by our side is frozen almost through
A solid mass of snow and ice that's coloured white grey and blue

Steep sided cliffs all etched with snow are blocking out the sun
A Bighorn Sheep looks down on us, now startled, see him run
Black tunnels appear in front of us like demons in the night
A quarter mile of eerie gloom then we burst back into the light

Heading upward past small townships these both old and new
Around about a host of Gold Mines from some the spoils still spew
Where years gone bye you can imagine some ruthless folk might hide
The roads still climbing towards the heavens and the Great Divide

Past the busy throng of ski slopes where City folk have fun
Peaks so high and valley's low, snow crystals sparkling in the sun
In Estes Park the snow is deeper and there's silence all around
I dream of bold pioneers and the heaven that they found

In summertime with abundant food the living was maybe easy
But nothing stirs when it's 20 below in the valley called Kawuneeche
The settlers cabin now stands abandoned half buried by deep snow
A reminder of those early days and what hardships the folk did know

BILBO 2013

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I HAVE RECENTLY RETURNED FROM A MONTH LONG STAY OVER THE XMAS PERIOD WITH RELATIVES IN DENVER COLORADO, AND THIS IS MY ACCOUNT OF ONE OF THE TRIPS THAT WE TOOK UP INTO THOSE MAGNIFICENT ROCKIE MOUNTAINS.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 01 February 2013

I dream of bold pioneer. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.

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