Timely Morsel: Mountains

Written May 12, 2026

Mountains
with their finger-grip
indentations, river
and wind. 

Out of the grip
of phone and road,
the sharp cap at the top
snags the thread of my 
attention. And pulls
pulls pulls. Indigo
to ruby, bright filament. 

In the heavy
heavy world,
like a suitcase
with a zipper strained
and handle awkward 
angled to the hand,

one compensation is
the variety of sharpness,
the mist-enshrouded, 
the laughter of high-top snow
when the lower ground is steaming.

Mountains
make blessing of the smallness
and release of breath
held without knowing.