I ascend the serpentine path to the mountain
the windy summit of the grand ridge glistens.
I scale magic steps to the clouds, tinted eosin,
a gold sun walks in the blue sky and listens.
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Enjoyed reading this poem. My favorite line is the last: “Where are the stairs leading to your heart? ” Never heard of the word “eosin.” Had to check its meaning in the dictionary. Nice. At the time I copied your poem to review, you had the version with the 3rd stanza starting: a tree of sweet apples, or climb to the old attic. I think I like this version better.
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Enjoyed reading this poem. My favorite line is the last: “Where are the stairs leading to your heart? ” Never heard of the word “eosin.” Had to check its meaning in the dictionary. Nice. At the time I copied your poem to review, you had the version with the 3rd stanza starting: a tree of sweet apples, or climb to the old attic. I think I like this version better.