POETRY IN STYLE AND FORM

the mountain on high

The mountain on high


By Lisa Noe





I live in a place in the wilderness of Kentucky


Upon a mountain a mile in the sky,


It is a place where nature and man come together


It is the land I love so dearly


People in the world look at us in the mountains


As if we were less than they,


But in the wilderness of the ancient hills


We come together a family to unite against the world.


People look at us with their stereo types


And it saddens me to no end


Our grammar may suffer but our hearts are full


And we open them freely to one and all.


If you came upon my home in search of a helping hand,


You would certainly find that I give with an open heart.


Many of my people live with our heads hung low,


Because we are looked at as less than most.


But come to our county the place in the hills


And you will be welcomed with love.














Lisa Noe~kittylove