Between Mountains

Between Mountains  

What a ride that was

Never now to be forgot

Those awesome mountain

Passes beaten

 

Pale wood smoke rising

Hidden mountain croft

Where we might once have

Laid there naked

 

The forest now though

Stripped by hungry winter mouths

Makes way for bud and green

No remnant of a season past and still tho

 

As high we climb

Below obscured by rainbowed clouds

Yet still I remembered that would be

The perfect place to say goodbye 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Samuel Dickens]

Could that goodbye carry with it a bit of regret? Even when the ride ends, we may long to go again. Or, if sober mindedness prevails, we return to earth. It's a lovely poem, full of great imagery.
My mind, soiled as it is, imagined "between two mountains" as being something quite different.

[Neville]

You are so very kind Samuel and much appreciated too.. size is of course irrelevant and those two mountains can be what and wherever we so desirest to be... All Good Things to yu and yours, Neville

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Neville.... between two mountains.... there is a valley
where weeping willows wait for someone to rest in the hollow
of heavenly bliss... by a stream of forgiving moments where
flowers grow with trumpets in dangled beauty evermore.
truly, Pat

[Neville]

and as ever, I thank thee dear lady Pat...

[Patricia Wedel]

My Lord... thou art divine guidance from the mountain tops... where Eagles rest and pray.

[Neville]

..... smiling big from my mountain top my friend... :)

[Fay Slimm]

Memories of good times is an irreplacable gift methinks and these few lines give the reason why I state that - - the magic of once-trodden places oozes like dreams from your delectable wordings - - I liked the vision of remembered delight and when the mountain-ride passes a croft the poignant aside that twould have been better to say goodbye there midst the rainbowing clouds I felt the unwritten sigh. Another fine piece of poet's poetry Neville.

[Neville]

too kind but certainly and always appreciated.... Thank you Fay...

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

A lovely poem with a tone that keeps oscillating the mind of its reader.

Well penned, Neville.

[Neville]

thank you... N

[Crowley]

Those cowboy goodbyes are real tear jerkers. Only thing worse is having to shoot the horse. This was movie quality description my friend!

[Neville]

cut... now get outa here... cheques on the side.... cheers C..... N :)

[lightsong]

through Your words we feel rebirth, and in the last verse You reveled the truth in a brilliant way, "the perfect place to say goodbye" it's... because from here a new start begins, the light and peak ahead of us. beautiful and sentimental write my dear friend N✨.

[Neville]

The G Girl is always so very kind and always mightily appreciated ..... thank You G... and truly :)

[kentuck14]

A wonderful lyric! Particularly like the 3rd stanza. Thanks for sharing.

[Neville]

thank you my friend.. how very kind of you to take a peek.... tis much appreciated.. N

[barleygirl]

This almost perfectly describes a hike I took about 32 years ago, not far from where I now live. The guy proposed to me, but it was doomed. I've never been the marrying type. It was one of the most magical & awesome spring hikes with blankets of tiny yellow flowers carpeting the meadow we camped in. The cognac & apple cider by the fire was sublime. Too bad we always have to get to that stickery last line, which you've penned near perfectly (((NUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Neville]

I just know when the time comes, you are gonna paint that hike in words that will make us all flush.. I almost wanna run naked now into the paddock and let the buttercups and daisies powder me back and buttocks with pollen... and I aint done that for weeks... NUG ya BG... N :)

[barleygirl]

You are killing me. I have to stop this morning's cafe session now becuz I want to carry this in my imagination as I go out & about to plant some little carrot sprouts in the spring sunshine! *wink! wink!*

[Neville]

I love carrots Margie, but only in a plantonic way.. I love sowing seeds as well but never more than three in a bed wink wink... N

[barleygirl]

I'm in carrot heaven after yesterday's session . . .

[Neville]

I'm in recovery mode myself.....

[barleygirl]

total gut bust . . .

[Neville]

that's lust for ya....

[Chris Shaw]

Full of wonderful imagery and romance. A nostalgia trip I think. Sounds like a special place, and mountains are awesome whether real or metaphorical. Goodbyes are never easy. Best in a place well loved, particularly at the end. That's where you took me Neville.

Chris

The wonderful thing about your words Neville is that on coming back to read them, the reader often gets a completely different perspective. This very early morning those mountain passes take on a whole new meaning. The imagery is still beautiful, but it is lovemaking and naked flesh I see in that mountain croft, rather than the scenic imagery outside. I ask how do you do that?

[jacob erin-cilberto]

sometimes the only snapshots we have are those in our mind...
and they are precious trinkets for sure.
j.

[Neville]

How bloomin write you are sir and that's for sure... Thank you too, by the way.... N.