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The Hermit

Sitting on a mountaintop
looking out over a world
that is more than just
separate
  from
  me.
Its distant.
Even clouds that obscure
float by lower than me.
An eagle in flight
passes near
and I see
what it sees.
The wind is cool,
springing as it does
from the icy slopes
of glacier frost,
eternal and unmelting,
that lay on the slopes below.
How the hell did I get up here?
More important than that,
I see no easy way to climb down.
Maybe I'll just sit here,
unmoving as the cold stone,
until time forgets that I am even here
and birds make nests of my hair.
Eventually
hunger will consume me.
All that will be left
are my denuded bones,
picked clean by the carrion birds.
Jumbled piles of weathered bone
fading slowly
over time into dust
and rememberance.
I don't miss the world below.
It was never part of me
anyway.
I know it takes no notice
of my absence.
All that I thought had meaning,
pondered over,
came clear one day in stark realization.
The empty sky
between the stars
holds no more meaning
than the yawning chasm
within.
The skin,
the flesh,
the gentle hand,
which caressed so lovingly
left me.
The only truth is impermanence.
A fleeting moment stretches
longer than eternity
and both are just the same.
A blinking eye might miss it all.
Just
  as
    I
      have.

But I haven't really missed a thing.

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  • peridotPixi
    July 8, 2008

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    Thank you for the beautiful entry to my contest,
    I love the way you use wonderful thought out details in this poem
    I love the
    Even clouds that obscure
    float by lower than me.
    An eagle in flight
    passes near
    and I see
    what it sees.

    I think maybe adding a background would help add more strength to this poem, As always keep up the wonderful writing, ~ Amy


  • Great Cthulhu
    June 11, 2008

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    This is an awe inspiring poem that reflects the emptiness of the soul with the open spaces of the mountain tops. Powerful imagery you've employed here. All in all a well done poem. Keep your pen to the page and thanks for entering!


  • Poetryintheblood gold member
    June 2, 2008
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    Thank you for your entry, good luck in my contest, Josie

  • Gupse
    May 28, 2008

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    Beautiful

    I don't know whether to fly along with your scenery, or to feel along with your individual thoughts.
    Beautiful combination of Human emotion and Nature, thank you!


  • Pisces rainbow gold member
    May 21, 2008

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    YOUR IMAGERY IS FANTASTIC,

    YOU ARE QUITE A CREATIVE WRITER.

    EXCELLENT

    THANK YOU FOR YOUR ENTRY

    God bless...


  • Nature Song silver member
    May 18, 2008

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    Sitting on top of a mountain one can reflect what was and what will be. Soemthing some of us never get to do! the imagery you captured here is vidid to the mind. ~Sie

  • Deadmans Heart
    May 15, 2008
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    Such flow and imagery, what a profound write


  • Cynthia Gaines gold member
    May 14, 2008
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    WOW!!!

    I'm impressed with this profoundly moving poem. Best of luck to you in these contests!!!


  • Sue Cardwell gold member
    May 14, 2008

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    This is an incredibly deep poem and one that I have read twice, and will read again...you are not alone siting on the mountain top, your thoughts although your own are shared with many...you had the courage to pen them.

    All the best...Sue


  • kiwigirljacks gold member
    May 14, 2008

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    Wow.. you know what! I feel just like this at the moment... Stuck on some peak that I can't get off of... and not feeling part of the world.

    A very deep write, that I shall bookmark to read again!


  • Sandygram
    May 13, 2008

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    Nice Comment

    Your words are lovewly and full of very nice imagery. I felt like I was sitting alone atop the mountsin. A great write!!! Thank you for sharing with us.

    Take Care,
    Sandy


  • Nicada silver member
    May 12, 2008

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    A very thought provoking and rather sad write here. You have done a great job with some wonderful imagery, and I think many people can relate to this feeling of insignificance at different points in their lives. Nice write! I really enjoyed reading this one! Blessings, Patty


  • frownsnfreckles
    May 12, 2008

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    Deep and Introspective.

    This has a very lonely feel to it. These moments come upon us at times of feeling lost or disillusioned. You describe the feelings well within your imagery.

    The empty sky
    between the stars
    holds no more meaning
    than the yawning chasm
    within.
    The skin,
    the flesh,
    the gentle hand,
    which caressed so lovingly
    left me.

    There are many others on that same mountain top though too. Sometimes it is necessary to feel that remoteness, it reminds us of our need for others and the importance of love; in all its fragility, which makes it so much more beautiful.

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