Maps tell stories about places we know and others we wish to visit. About technology and the speed with which we can traverse vast distances, and about the things we’ll see (or avoid) on our way from point A to point B.
I have chosen to write about an actual region on a map. No particular route yet, a poem about a location I have inhabited
Alpine Zone
Bike, hike, climb, a peak
Eyes closed, seeing senses,
Summer suns my cheeks,
Soft edge needles I sense,
Ponderosa, Douglas Fir, & Lodgepole,
Pungent Western Pine forest tickles my senses
M.J.Leake
8 responses to “Day 5: Map, Ode, Metaphor; “Alpine Zone””
Have you actually been there ?
I have driven through the Cascades towards the Washington and Oregon Coastlines on my motorcycle.
I stopped in the Western US Cascades mountains to enjoy the colorful beauty, splendid alpine smell, and the climate change.
At the time, I was not a writer, just a traveler, yet my experience has been embedded as part of my essence and memory ever since. .
I guess one never forgets this sensations. 😀
Oh, no, I’m planning to return next year as a RV’er.
How exciting 😊
What a beautiful scene.
Thanks!
Sounds invigorating!