The Journey Pt. 1

7 Aug

Seed pushed up, and slowly grown in

foreign storms, the winds of Mars, from a fallen oak

on the highest peak of Carroke Point. Altitudes

a different sort. I scaled the eastern face,

felt the breath of death and toppled on the

small plateau. The Peak.

A puff of whipped cream at my feet. The cloud.

The clean. The seed. A different breed.

A closer look reveals shadow pupped corrugated

leaves. Interesting. What could it mean? The

wind recedes. I walked around and surveyed the

scene. Serene. The sediment at my feet,

rusted iron filings, chipped granite and peat. Definitely

unique. How did I…

One Response to “The Journey Pt. 1”


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