Mountain Poem by Joe Hughes

Mountain



Craggy, rough, slow yielding,
Storm scupted over time.
Vast with ocean binding,
Standing so sublime.

Platform for the hawk,
The gull, the magpie too.
Grower of rare grasses,
Mountaineers here few.

Reminder of my God,
Unimaginable power.
Host to silver streamlets,
To city lovers - dour!

Shelterer of cottages,
Food for sheep, for goats.
Carpet for the shepherd,
Never to grow oats.

Sufferer of roadways,
Hurt by fences bored.
Riddled deep by pylons,
Tunnels have you gored.

Table top for picnics,
Bird table for the plover.
Soft, springlike you cushion
Each eager, lusty lover.

Craggy, rough, slow yielding,
Blasted, mined, then shoved.
Vast with ocean binding,
Lasting, living, loved.

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Joe Hughes

Joe Hughes

Drogheda, Ireland
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