Having Traveled, Having Seen Poem by Elizabeth Shield
Having Traveled, Having Seen
The furry pines flow down the mountain
Fur on an untamable beast
While green hills rest timid at the slopes
and roads drip off the sides
a cement necklace against the emerald grass
the blue sky surrenders to the blackness
crisscrossed with contrails
and the jeweled sun falls behind the hills
like a bead, a pendant
it slips down the drain as night throws out her coat
apparant beauty, reflected on earth
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