Tag Archives: mountain
Donegal
Folding mist, blurred edge of land and sky. Roads twisting, turning, falling, rising, each curve a poem. Where are you leading me, I asked? Just keep walking came the reply. Wavelets bright as stars in a night sky flashed … Continue reading
Winding Roads
On winding roads, the destination appears within reach, around the next corner, past weathered clumps of dried grass, each twist and turn bringing more of the same. Time waits for no man, so they say, but I’m not in a … Continue reading
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Mountain
Cradled in the womb of mountain peaks, you could drown in it.
