Levi yodel,Crazed

Emma Joy is Inspiration,"Yet to Light" gave me a bulge.Mental( lift your minds. )

Crazed ,
The first was really the second,not the last being first.
I had  a recollection snow tassels spinning opposite directions,
Twin peaks,
The early tracks....we had snuk out the night before,
Skis on our backs ,
High and above the tree line,on the edge of the bowl,
We slept in moon light, till fresh splatters of sun,
Woke us.
Dog cold noses poking out of sleeping cocoons,
Out of Bounds,
Trouble....
To get caught,
Trouble...
Before the lifts,snow cats,first run guru's,
Trouble...
The night had shed powder moon snow,
Knee, waist deep,tip up Heaven,
Mountain cleavage, lumps and rumps of virgin ahh,oooh,
A view ,the view ,melons above hips,to jam your knees to your ears'
Spaced twenty yards across,up by the lip ,we  nod and fall,
In Unison,
We pointed down, two snow bobbins binding the basin in,Stitching snow tracks of,
Beat you ribbons,
We are First.

Above,
Riding their first in line preference position power chairs up ,
Us lapping up pure air,snow sashes,sashaying!Smiles....
(Canary n Cheshire, two Cats)
Below,Angry eyes...

We had to give good 'ol southern "Rebel Yells!"
A kind of yodel, to c**k your chest out, and walk like "Jean Claude Killy"
For a day or the rest of our lives,once.
Under their chairs,flying down free,

Frosted ...them.... radio squelching losers.
Frosted....them....wishing they were us.

Author's Note

Out of Bounds,will get you killed.So will complacency.

Reviews

[John]

Ah young love, or young lust! Strong sense of the physical world through the prism of these out of bound lovers. Got me responding in all sorts of ways, and a tad disappointed to find them only riding a cable car, wishing you could go further in that direction.

[lee von cleef]

Thank you again ,Looking back a lot of people feel youth is wasted on the young,Not with me, I pushed my patched up body, out and beyond,Smiling now with the burdens of decay.

[John]

Well, you can write about it, which must be some comfort. Young I wanted to be mature. Now mature, I want to be both young and mature.

[Sheila Kline]

Froth that white powder into a milkshake so stout it can whir you down the hill at warp speed, and then keep going faster, and faster - but, the risk has been taken - the top of the peaks is the limits as the valley below is ready to accept the avalanche quickly spearing into it!!
Yes!! I can hear those ol' Southern rebel yells........Forge a new path, leave the snow melting behind you...........on, and on........never stopping!!
Great, descriptive write and ever so entertaining!! And yep, I bet they were wishing they were "us"!

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

You certainly put perspectives on the world that are mind blowing...

Knee, waist deep,tip up Heaven,
Mountain cleavage, lumps and rumps of virgin ahh,oooh,
a view ,the view ,melons above hips,to jam your knees to your ears'

like this, you even make mother nature sound sexy.

[lee von cleef]

"I discovered the middle path of stillness within speed, calmness within fear, and I held it longer and quieter than ever before."Steve Mckinney (On maintaining his composure during a world record speed skiing run, as described for SKI magazine, Spring/March 1975)Not me but this guy could ski,To breath air is to kiss mother nature.His words are,....O K sexy.