Dark Mountains Poem by Sandra Fowler
Dark Mountains
For I have seen dark mountains in the sky,
More Himalayan to the naked eye,
Than any reason for our where or why.
Hands clasp to lift a measure of that height.
The gesture is as fragile as a kite
Against the massive, polarizing night.
And yet, my friend, I am content to be
A little part of that entirety.
All space my hands can hold belongs to me.
This is beautiful Sandra… we might not know what our place or role is in this universe but the fact that we’re here is something we shouldn’t take for granted…..
Wonderful Sandra, very powerful indeed, it captures humanity to a T. We are tiny little beings compared to this massive universe. Profound Sandra, love it. Melvina
An impressive and beautiful poem! I especially love the second stanza. It makes one feel the enormity of the night and the mountain and our yearning to be a part of it all!
Sandra, it's a fantastic poem. Your poetry flows like a murmuring river. Top score! !
You have everything in your hands.To hold darkness is can be gratifying.
You can't live in West Virginia and not gravitate towards 'Dark Mountains'
Only in spirit and awe can we face up to greatness and adore.Your poem echo's thoughts I had during climb's when the mind alsoventures into the realm above. Wonderful and spectacular
Sandra, everything I read of yours, seems to strike a longing chord. Dark mountains are but a memory, 'though they will always be the flag of freedom that calls me home. Take care, and stay inspired! :) N
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/6/2025 10:53:19 AM # 1.0.0
Wonderful use of imagery Sandra, a really outstanding poem. Best wishes, Andrew