Stars Bright Shine In High Mountain Memories Poem by Terence George Craddock

I always
loved winter stars
in winter skies

in clear skies
Southern Alps
mountains

watching stars
silent until cold bite
chills shaking

I have climbed
high into beloved
kiwi mountains

therein found
a smoother place
to silent sleep

in spring summer
warmer seasons
mountain breath

inhaling
breathing
savouring

on peaceful secluded
civilization lost isolated
flat a riverbed edges

laid down to sleep
in a sleeping bag
trying to stay awake

for watchful hours
watching stars
run in ink black

sky just overhead
until peace sleep
came quiet claimed

night stars
watching soul
waking late

in heat
bright hot
summer morning

in the stillness
alone as summer
river streams

past whispers
is golden dust grains
high mountain memories


Copyright © Terence George Craddock