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Rated: E · Poetry · Other · #2020815
Clouds glower at mountain ridges; stop, then lift their veils of rain and pass.
I dream Montana

Clouds glower at mountain ridges; stop,
then lift their veils of rain and pass.

Pine welcomes mist while blades of grass
green; yet; through all this I somehow know:

I'm dreaming Montana:

open meadows, thunder of hooves,
howls from bowels of canyons, woods.

Not gone, but fading

as moon-filled nights wink out at dawn
when the buzzing of a billion deeds

not done, still wait.

Why drown in streams of human plight,
when in my bed I close my eyes. Unseen,

I dream Montana.

© Kåre Enga 31.agosto.2014

Could use a couple extra lines; but, oh, if I were Russell (the famous westerner) today...

Original in "L'aura del Campo "I dream Montana
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