Friday, March 21, 2025

Forgotten Mountains

Though the years separate us,
Walls divide us,
Pain and betrayal build our defenses,
There's a secret magic moonshine
From my dreams as a small boy
Lighting the way to Montana,
Where for once we were happy together,
The four of us,
When we were still a family
That loved each other.
Then we hit a frantic deer
And the nightmare began,
Casting all its stress unto us,
A life ended too short,
A family that couldn't breathe.
Hope turned to despair
As blood splattered the car,
As the summer faded away.
But every storm dissipates,
Shedding clouds from the tornadic yelling,
Offering forgiveness
Like the mountains that peaked
On glassy diadem east of Flathead,
Where joy reunited with sorrow.
That's where you'll find me,
A little boy waiting
For his family to return.

Your son dug for data
In the digital firmament
While you and your wife
Rattled suburbia in a coma,
Motorcrash from the moon circuit
Dazzled the darkness
In lingering lightning alleviated
By crowd cheer, wind shear
And the mayhem whirlwind
That sent our house flying
On wings of remorse spread
Through rain splash off the window pane
Where the one you abandoned slept
To keep safe from your wrath,
Oh, the unbridled wrath
Hollering through comfort to be heard
Across the arena deserted,
Destroyed by sonic ear crash
That came from east of hell
To impregnate your ignorance
With the fact you were his father.

Here the water is so blue, so clear
In the alpine basin of ancestral warmth
That first consecrated from glaciers
Reflect off the leaking skin
Like spires in a frozen mirage.
The cobalt skyline is a snowflake's edge,
Bordering the nexus where mountain
Spirits dwell in a tephra cradle,
Where the smell of loam and pine
Blends a potion of serenity so distinct
As to fertilize an aboriginal paradise.
We did not share their heritage
But were welcome anyway
For rejecting the urbanite traditions
That defiled the body and mind.
The sound of campfire sparks,
Flaring like mad behind the melody
Of mantras devoted to outcasts
Drew me in toward their faces,
Their vacant eyes staring into nothing.
The voices melted our grudges
Into puddles of remembrance
That merged into the fire
Disintegrating the flames,
Revealing starlight reborn.

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