hostile terrain

to all the fellows faithful, internal,
yeah the road that had to climb the mountain
where mountains in this county are notorious

for uttering crudities from most coarse minds
not to mention they sneer at rest areas
and have been known to jiggle a boulder

so it loosens from what is supposed to be
the most reliable glue the universe
can make available to the natural

world; and it generally is where mountains
are not pricks – oh they might not be peaks
where many an angel can feel safe

in an intact virtue department
but at least they make sure their boulders
are firmly glued before engineers

receive memos that the time has come to build
a navigable road and maybe
a few rest areas with scenic views

friendly to motorist and hiker alike.
But this route demanded scaling a steep serpent
in alliance with squalls hurling bitter gales.


About Timmy the Scribbler

Love to write all kinds of stuff I love writing so many different kinds of stuff it is a constant struggle to narrow the focus to a manageable handful and let the others go. But a few years ago I dipped my fingers into a poetry pie and of all my uncertainties, one thing that is no uncertainty is that it is one passion that must remain, so maybe that's the one. I do dearly delight in chopping up fictional works into stanzas and syllables.
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