tuck me on mountains
memorials to the climb
I will bed the dawn
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Listening for the words in a quiet corner of the night. The fiction, poetry, and photography of Jason Evans.
About Me
- Aine
- Collaborator and night owl.
Past Contests
- "Elemental" Short Fiction Contest
- "Uncovered" Short Fiction Contest
- "Silhouette" Short Fiction Contest
- "In Vino Veritas" Short Fiction Contest
- "Ascension" Short Fiction Contest
- "Running Wind" Short Fiction Contest
- "Whispers" Short Fiction Contest
- "Restless Dawn" Short Fiction Contest
- "Halo" Short Fiction Contest
- "Endless Hour" Short Fiction Contest
- "Silent Grey" Short Fiction Contest
- "Lonely Moon" Short Fiction Contest (with Anne Frasier)
- "Midnight Road" Short Fiction Contest
- "Two Lights" Short Fiction Contest
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17 comments:
may i come pleeez
A wonderful haiku Jason.
Together with the beautiful photo, it just left me mesmerized.
I will bed the dawn - lovely, on a mountain...
And the photo... how rich it is...
I will rise alone
from mountains dark nighttime bed.
leave you the warm sheets
LOL@ walking man's retort!
I like the haiku :)
Shadow, I'm sure we can find a mountain for you.
Margaret, thank you! I took this photo (and others) through the windshield of the car as I drove to a speaking engagement in Pittsburgh. The morning sun had broken through the clouds behind me.
Vesper, on a mountain...very true. Aine can vouch. ;)
Walking Man, perhaps the warmth is your gift.
Mona, I like Walking Man's continuation too.
a wonderful use of words and great picture.
much love
Are you illustrating the photo or does the photo illustrate your words?
Both beautiful together.
This brings back memories of a mountain climb I went on several years ago. I climbed Mount Moses only so I could watch the sun rise amidst the open rawness of mountains and crags and desert. It was such an experience I repeated it five times. That's a lovely photo, and "tuck me on mountains" says it all for me.
Oh my goodness, such poetic words. "I will bed the dawn", how original!
I love when the mountains look like this - dark sky, mist rising, sun dappling the treetops. Your words intone here - like a chant.
"tuck me on the mountains" - beautiful, beautiful, beautiful!
Oh Jason, suddenly I felt so large, expansive, and it didn't matter that at that girth my breasts rolled off me. All earth I became.
Apparently I'm very receptive to suggestion this morning. Gorgeous photo to accompany such few words that hold such vast potential.
xo
erin
That was lovely Jason. I love misty mountains. The words fitted the picture perfectly. :)
Stacey, much appreciated. :)
Jean, I hope they are equal parts. Each would be less without the other.
Nevine, that's a beautiful memory. I like making the effort to see and feel things like that morning. Thanks for sharing the experience. :)
Amias, thanks. :)
Kaye, I think it's cool that you know these mountains well.
Karen, I could use the rest.
Erin, thanks for embracing this so strongly. I felt the hugeness in your words.
Akasha, I was in the north this weekend. The mists were rolling through.
powerful, evocative.
A complete journey in three verses - brilliant!
:-D
love,
me
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