A Poem: Behind The Glass

A poem I wrote a while ago but rather like.


Behind the glass

your hand is pressed to the smooth surface

it leaves prints smeared across the newly polished surface

but you don’t notice.

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Quiet Afternoon

The snow’s back. Again.

Feeling a bit artistic this afternoon and decided to try something a bit different. I kind of like the result, and I’d like to do more… But I don’t know what to write.

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Home Again

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Finally home again, after excessive amounts of bus rides. Grand Junction was great! So much great music from so many schools and my school’s band did pretty well, too.

Sunset last night through the mountains was stunning. If only I could have stopped to take more pictures…

-BlueSkyVail

Near Mt. Evans

There’s nothing that can top an exhilarating hike up the side of a mountain, pushing through undergrowth and following a barely-there trail. And when you finally come over that last ridge, there’s nothing like the view at the top.
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