Mountain High Poem by Daniel Miltz

Mountain High



A rough mountain rests sharply
Quailing with darkened voracity
Likewise, pushing delicately
In luminous ecstasy
Moving cheerfully
In shades of blue
Among the morning debut
Shining on the colorful timber
With any who occupy her
As treetops appease
To the move of the breeze

© daniel miltz

Mountain High
Sunday, October 20, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: mountain
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Daniel Miltz

Daniel Miltz

Detroit, Michigan
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