We don’t imagine men
who live alone
in the mountains

of ever dying—
we seldom saw them
when alive.

Word trickles down
the watershed:
tracks in fresh snow

where he lay down
forever to become
part of our landscape.


4 responses to “SHADEQUARTER

  1. Old soldiers and cowboys never die, they just fade away…
    (That’s what the poem made me think of. )

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  2. Such a peaceful concept. Gave me goosebumps.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Alone with God. Remembered by a few.


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