Beautiful hiking
Dull yellow beams breaking the dark
Dew on tents dew on grass
Stars fade in the blue skis,
no sleep time to go.
Glowing tents fold up for the next night.
Tighten hiking boots for the long day ahead
Three guys no other people
Jelly legs start hiking out of the valley,
make your own trail.
Ups and downs of mountains ,
like a rollercoaster.
Feet hurt and bags feel heavy.
Night falls.
Sleep.
Do it all again tomorrow.
I love how well you descibe the area. I can really visualize it in my head. Great writing!
ReplyDelete"make your own trail" right on that's the only way to hike
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem, you misspelled skies though
ReplyDeletebeautifully written. fits perfectly with the picture
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