Friday, September 30, 2022

North Carolina's Mountains Shade to Blue

North Carolina’s mountains shade to blue
Beneath the pale clouds outside my window.
The nearby winter woods don’t share that hue.

Painters say, and I give artists their due,
That great distance and haze are what endow
Those far off mountains with a shade of blue.

 But I question how the grey trunks that slew
And creak beneath a sky threatening snow
March to blue mountains, yet don’t share their hue.

Does some hidden grief have something to do
With how great distance and haze should allow
Those Carolina mountains shade of blue?

Does some secret regret afflict and cool
The mountains, some concealed sorrow, tell how
Nearby woods might not share that distant hue?

Or was it some stupid act I should rue,
That explains the distance between us now,
And how memories of you fade to blue
When nothing we shared held that bitter hue.

Published in The Cataloochee Bridge 2022


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