kokopelle: Black Cat (Cat - Black)
I was inspired to write “Mountain Pass” after finishing the breadth of “Great Expectations”.


Mountain Pass

The path has found the mountain pass
leading up to higher realms
where a man will find their home
if earth revolves once more
the march uphill is not a rush
instead lends a misty calm
the path withheld in a fog
until the pass is come upon.

There the snow is on green branch
the evergreen that has last laugh
while it may linger long in leaf
the man finds lack there of the same
above this place the earth is white
the ground is frozen in permafrost
only swept by stormy winds
then brought low by avalanche.

Yet far below there lays the place
where journey started back in the day
by river the valley has been transcribed
by birth and youth they did reside
in that place of fair frolics
butterflies perform their labors
then the flowers bloom all day
the more the merrier as youth play.

"Hello descendants", says the man
from high on perch in mountain pass
"can you lend a bit of warmth
or advise me how chase the cold?"
to this query the echoes laugh
rejoining that the chill will lead
those who climbed so high in life
through the brink of mountain pass.

© 2017, Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20170124.
kokopelle: Sony A77 (a77)
Viewing a past Kate Bush album cover "The Sensual World" got me thinking about photos of the past. I've been using photos from the 90's as pictorial accompaniment to my poems. The photos speak to people who are now in their late 40s or early 50s. The younger versions of themselves are as gone as my younger self is. There are the photos I have, but what of the times that are not captured? How are these remembered, and what price would be paid to somehow have a photo of the time?


Take the Photo
Poem for Day 271 – 20150929

If I could go back to take the photo.
Turn back all the years with the camera.
We would be younger than we are now,
reliving the moments that were meant to last.

Siblings and elders together again,
mother and father and grand alike,
paternal and adopted and step included
captured in memory of the photo.

First met, first kiss, first love of mine,
distant acquaintance now by the years,
perhaps gone or feelings gone sour,
photo bring the past back from lore.

The crowd together before the partings,
the deaths and distant wanderings,
could a better group be found again
without the help of the photo's hand?

This photo is all I beg of God,
to visit that time would be blessing,
to see them again and feel their hugs
in the photo's image of life relived.

© 2015, Sean Green. All Rights Reserved.

April 2020

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