High up in the mountains
A long long time ago
By a mountain stream
Where the hills are green
And the mountain ashes grow
There lived an old prospector
Who didn’t have a dime
But he lived on hope
On the mountain slope
That a big strike he would find
His walls were the trees around him
His roof was the big blue sky
His bed it seemed
Was the grass of green
Ore the mountains high and wide
He roamed the mountains over
For gold was there he knew
He’d dig each day
As he made his way
Through the hills so big and blue
The waters of the mountains
Was where he bathed and swam
And food he ate
From the mountain plate
That stretched across the land
His dreams and hopes were calling him
He worked those mountains round
Till he grew old
In his search for gold
And he lay his body down
And I bet there in the heavens
In the arms of the mountain fold
You will find him there
In the open air
Searching for his dream of gold
9.1.2005
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Thank you, mate. That is an awesome comment and very much appreciated.
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You're a twenty-first century Robert Service!
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This is truly well written my dear friend!!!! You did a very beautiful job writing and portraying this piece!!!!!! Your words are truly amazing and incredible!!!!!! You never cease to amaze me Your writes are always magnificent!!!! I enjoyed reading this piece!!!!!! I love it!!!!! Well done my friend!!!!!! I LOVE U AND MISS U!!!!!!!!!
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Thank you for your wonderful comment. sorry for the late reply. My computer is down and i am using someone elses tonight.
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great write!! I loved the flow and rhyme of this one, and the storyline of the old prospector and his lifelong search for gold reminded me of Robert Service. Very well done!
Rory
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Thank you. Sorry for the late reply. computer problems.
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Another gem...
And a gold glowing tribute
to these free spirited men
This as so many of your poems have such a
beautiful flow to them and the stories hold your
interest from beginning to the perfect end.
You are so very talented and I thank for all the
encouraging reviews you have given to me.
Artie
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Thanks, Artie. I am sorry i was slow in replying. My computer is down and i am using someone elses at this time tonight. Your comments are most appreciated.
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This is a amazing! It takes me back to my history classes in school, of which I was always fond. So many men lived the speaker's life, only to die without a speck. Still, it's still a nice dream. I just love poems with a story behind them; the meter and rhyme only make it that much more exemplary. If I had to pick just one stanza as my favorite, it's the third one. It's how I think the world around myself now.
Beautiful!
Brit
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fantastic
the work of a genius, well done condor
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Pretty cool.
It's nice to find a write that's about something like a free spirit, just looking for dreams. Such people are hard to find in this world, and your poem really gives you the feeling of knowing such a person closely. They really are hard to find, though...
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Thanks, mate. Glad you liked this. I appreciate your comments very much.
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amazingly written. I love story poems The imagery was fab.
beautiful flow
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Thank you. Much appreciated. Will be dropping by soon.
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Condor
You've got to pan a lot of sand before you catch that glint.
Terrific poem, and if you don''t mind my saying, I think some youngsters might like this as well. Andthis is not the first.
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Thanks, mate. I don't know whether I have answered this or not, but your comments are very much appreciated and I thank you for your lovely words.
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Good stuff. I like the flow and the imagery is great!
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Thank you. Appreciated very much. Will drop by very soon.
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Wow! This is just wonderful! I love the flow and rhyme in this and the story is amazing!
As 'he waltzed his matilda all over'!
Thanks for sharing this beauty!
Gaylene
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Thanks, mate. An oldie from a couple a years ago. Your comments are much appreciated.
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Applauding you for this my dear.
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Thank you for reading. Appreciated.
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Excellent descriptive work in this poem. I can see the old prospector at work digging and panning and moving on to the next place. Flow and rhyme very good. Thanks you for a very enjoyable read.
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Thanks, Bob. Your comments always put a smile on my face.
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Such a wonderful but sad story. I loved the flow and the rhyme here. Your imagery is always delightful. Well done my friend.
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Thanks, Doolie. I am glad you liked this piece.
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I do so love story poems i think i have said that before. You do this
so well
Strangely my warped sense of humour had the old boy dying without ever striking gold
Then just like in "Paint your Wagon" the grave digger finds the mother load
Great write and a wonderful read Excellent
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Thanks, mate. you comments are much appreciated. I love 'Paint your wagon' Wacky funny movie.
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