Thursday, April 30, 2015

Good Things

The mountains—specific,
named: Brandywine, Lions,
Garibaldi and Seymour.

Raven’s barrel rolls, leg’s
gentle burn, meandering
conversations and blue

burning glaciers still
hidden on top ice-aged
shoulders. Unspoiled.

Remember the beer,
cheeseburgers after—
keep them for warm days

in January; when hope
recedes and apathy swells:
hold fast to what is good.