We entered the trailhead at Glacier Point
Our journey had begun
The path was forged through rolling hills
We were headed into the sun
The remnants of the years gone past
Were so visible everywhere
The dead trees poked up from the ground
And the forest was now quite bare
As we got further into the hike
Not another soul was found
We came across a lonely bear track
That was molded in the ground
We made our way to a high point
With views of the valley below
We could see across the vista
To where the waterfalls would flow
We rounded the corner and soon we would see
Half Dome in our view
The granite rock with a glowing top
Had an ever changing hue
Going deeper into the trail
We found a spot to take a break
Across the bridge we stood
Pondering the images we would make
Our souls bonded deep with nature
As we hiked this vast wilderness
When the trail ended we were both beat
The mountains would take no less
I took this image from the Panorama Trail, I liked it and I know many of you will say I should have moved left or right-but this time I wanted to make the dead tree obscure the mountains, that was just my vision.
Last edited by denise ippolito; 08-20-2009 at 06:51 PM.
I would not not not (did I say "not?") say to move one way or the other. I love foreground trees. I think they add tremendous depth by making viewers feel they want to look around the tree to see what's behind it.
The poem is great...plenty of substance. Just one thing on the rhyme scheme, Denise. All the stanzas are ABCB, and it works, except for the first one. You might want to do a touch-up there.
Very nice picture to go with your poem. The landscape looks charred as if it were razed by a fire. Which is probably not the case, just your treatment really conveys the barrenness of the forest and the mountain that takes your breath away (and your energy). Great poem to go with it. :)