Recluse (Poems)

Poems in the style of Rivers and Mountains poetry.

Ashen scatter, Trout gorge creek blanketed
frozen rainbows in flowing ice. My raft rendered

still by winter deadlock. Snow capped mountains
look down with ice laden indifference.

In this deep cold magpie chatter has fallen silent,
fluttered off in search of spring. Among bare willows

black and white flashes no more. I return to my hut
amidst immortal pines, fire wood nestled under robes

foot prints crunched in the snow, the only remnants
of the this recluse, comings and goings.

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Wandering through these wind strewn paths
10,000 peaks tear at banners of trailing

loam in azure twilight. Waterfalls roll from
immortal white crane heights, blues

plunging into viridian. The 10,000 peaks
touch 10,000 stars, the place where

dragons dance and play. From this celestial
height free from dust and thought

it’s just this one recluse faded into worn
grey peaks watching all under heaven unfurl, and unfurl.

~~~

Sheer crescent cliff painted in brush stroke

clear deep canvas of radiant azure.

Wind adjust routes for caravans of clouds
avoiding the grey weather scarred ridges.

Down below, crossing through dragon scale gorge I meander through bamboo thickets, watch silent gibbon acrobatics

black fur swing through slanted emeralds. Time here
ensnared in vine green grasps, constricted into dust.

A fellow recluse, an exhilaration. Under hanging willows
silent talk swirls in wine cups, vast smiles swell

before our ten year farewell. Night blurs over and I
look up and smile, the moon shining on us both in this vast emptiness.

Author's Note

Just read and tell me what you think. It's all good.

Reviews

[marybeth]

awsome i loved it!!

[Wolfwind]

An amazing flow of artistry and vision. The words carry an emotion all to themselves, casting the mind adrift on the winds of life's changes. Much enjoyed!

Aaron