for my brother

 

Yesterday, you and I hiked steep slopes above timberline together.

Yesterday, we scrambled to the mountain’s rocky summit, shouting;

Yesterday, both of us could see for miles into the future’s glorious vista.

Today, we sit on this boulder, gulping for oxygen and squinting at horizon.

Today, trail is precarious scree and semi-obscured by fog of fears, tears

Today, we rub our aching muscles and commiserate with breaking hearts

But tomorrow…tomorrow will dawn brilliant where sorrow will be no more!
 


Linking this poem (revised from an earlier version) with d’Verse Poets today.  I’m hosting “poetics” with a mountain theme and the online pub opens at 3 EST.  Come join us!

36 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Waltermarks
    Mar 30, 2016 @ 18:12:30

    That was a beautiful poem. l can relate to the ease of yesterday’s climbers, clambering up quickly. I think I can just enjoy it from a distance now though.😂

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  2. Hannah Gosselin
    Mar 30, 2016 @ 14:04:38

    This is powerful…so much is said without saying and the fact that mountains are also special to my brother caused this one to feel even more deeply for me. Thank you so much.

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  3. pandamoniumcat
    Mar 30, 2016 @ 07:54:11

    A lovely poem and metphor…we have to believe always that tomorrow will as you say will dawn brilliant once more.

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  4. writersdream9
    Mar 30, 2016 @ 06:02:04

    A wonderful metaphor for life and accompaniment!

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  5. kim881
    Mar 30, 2016 @ 01:50:04

    I love the progression from yesterday to tomorrow and how it illustrates the relationship between siblings.

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  6. Bodhirose
    Mar 29, 2016 @ 20:41:03

    I sense that you and your brother shared more than just a hike up a mountain, Lynn. Mountains have such power. I think we are affected by that when in their presence. Thanks for hosting, Lynn…I love the topic of mountains.

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  7. Glenn Buttkus
    Mar 29, 2016 @ 19:22:18

    I am not strong enough to hike much in the mountains, so I 4-wheel it to great vistas, then walk a slow mile taking photos, & bathing in memories. My brother & I still do this together. Your poem is touching & rife with senior reality & truth. A fine illustration of your mountain theme.

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  8. Victoria C. Slotto
    Mar 29, 2016 @ 19:17:32

    A meaningful poem for the time you shared with your brother–and I read it on a deeper layer as well. Mountains lend themselves to that, don’t they? Thank you for your great prompt and faithful participation in dVerse.

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  9. moon child
    Mar 29, 2016 @ 19:16:43

    This is my favorite: “Today, trail is precarious scree and semi-obscured”

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  10. Sanaa Rizvi
    Mar 29, 2016 @ 17:42:59

    Such a heartfelt tribute ❤
    Beautifully penned 🙂

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  11. Mary
    Mar 29, 2016 @ 17:25:46

    There really is nothing like a mountain hike with a person close in one’s life! And the sore muscles are definitely worth it, aren’t they?

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  12. Misky
    Mar 29, 2016 @ 16:13:17

    Lovely and full of hope for the future, Lynn.

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  13. annell4
    Mar 29, 2016 @ 14:33:12

    Yes, there is always the hope that tomorrow will be a better day…I enjoyed your piece for your brother.

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  14. Grace
    Mar 29, 2016 @ 11:30:29

    How time can make a difference on our climbing and viewing the mountain ~ The youth is full of energy, while the matured ones is one of slow appreciation with aching muscles ~ Like also the ending, filled with hope !

    Thanks for hosting Lynn (you are already linked) ~

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