mountainous love and rocky divorce

mountain love

The fields I played were green and brown, and shadowed by the peak

I climbed a little here and there, across a running creek

Stepping stones a step too far would challenge not deter

I spied a little tortoise that I've written of elsewhere

Breeze would lilt or wind would rage, and carried me along

Always there were pleasures, and rarely there was song

I never felt committed that my compass was correct

the grasses and the trees would bend, I'd follow but erect

I'd come across a rocky ledge and scale it like a man

and lift the others over it but not to any plan

The slopes were nigh impossible, the hills were fairly bare

But mountains are surmounted just 'cause they are there.

We lit some fires along the way and several nights were warm

But most nights cold, alone, from dusk till early dawn

I'd not complain or elsewhere seek, life must be what it seems

Though somewhere deep and personal, a flash, a lack, some dreams...

I'd get up bright each morning, an optimist at heart

Hoping that the others would seek to do their part

Wanting hard that some would share... and love just to exist

To smell the scents, the wildflowers, the sharing's what I missed

Some others have it worse than I and nights they spend are rough

Campfires were to me a joy, to them the food was tough

With nightmares still inside their minds, the days they spent back where

Sins and devils looming up, I'm glad I wasn't there.

Yet here I am lamenting sore the days that have gone by

But no regret, no blame no shame, yet angel not was I

I see it clearly looking back, I could not love their ways

Could not love or would not love, but those were other days