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Mist shrouds the mountains [249] 16 lines

Mist shrouds the mountains

I

Mist shrouds the mountains,
the mountains turning white;
deep in dark valleys
old pines discuss the sight.

Fires quelled in autumn
yet embers warm their feet;
hearts reduced to ash
beneath the pall still beat.

II

You stand there looking up at me
and wondering out loud
how you could climb my mountain
so hesitant — so cowed.

But I will surely thunder back
beneath my thinning crest
that lessons of my youth still glow
to guide you on your quest.

© Copyright Kåre Enga [177.249] (13.oktober.2020)


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Poetic Traditions Poetry Contest   (E) A Contest for Metrical Rhyming Poetry. #2055137 by Brenpoet

16 lines

4 quatrains with xaxa rhyme divided into two parts. The first is based on more concrete images and has a syllabic pattern of 5/6/5/6. The second is more 'personal' and has a 8/6/8/6 pattern.