Monday, December 13, 2010

would you mind

would you mind if I
stop the car here
on top of this little mountain?
I speak to the would-be angry
drivers, but no one is
in the rear view mirror.
I catch my breath
which was captured away
by the purple clouds
scattered across the sky
above the violet blue ridge
mountains in the distance,
misty jewels all along the throat
of the wintry earth.