Stories tagged “mountain”

  • Back Down the Mountain

    We were headed on our way down the foggy mountain road. It was one of those winding ones, the ones that you always read about in books. The kind that make you feel like they could go anywhere. For all we knew this road could take us anywhere. It was th...

    • Author: George
    • Posted over 4 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Higher

    On and on we walk in file through the bitter cold of the night. Desperately trying to force some of the thin air into our lungs as the loose scree slips under our feet. I watch the feet of the person in front of me. Copy how they walk. It’s easy...

    • Author: transit
    • Posted over 4 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • In the foothills

    When we came back down the mountain hand in hand, the old-timers clucked their tongues and got all meddly, saying things like “I guess she had that planned the whole time” and “wonder how long that’ll last”. I wanted to te...

    • Author: Pat J
    • Posted over 4 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Which Mountain

    The screeching, explosive flight of her pheasant flock first alerted her to the travellers outside. From the depths of her cave, cosied with tapestries and fleece, shuffled Juthwara. Age had not yet bent her, merely greyed and wrinkled her. She subtly ...

  • Daffodillydallying

    Basil petals Drift where the Indigo wind settles Over crimson calderas. Slopes of dandelions freckle The flowered faces of our being Embodying j us t daffodillydallying

    • Author: Tad Winslow
    • Posted over 3 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Roman Candles

    It was a falling dream, only he was falling away from the Earth, his cozy campsite and the surrounding forest rushing away with incredible velocity. Rivulets of light sprang from his flailing limbs, swamp gas green. The moonlight glazed river twisted s...

    • Author: zxvasdf
    • Posted about 3 years ago.
  • Pocket of Life

    Pocket of life amidst the barrens Bowl before the heavens Stony tendrils spread under vaulted sun In their midst a spring fed glade Amidst miles of rock and held aloft Greenery grows and beckons souls Weary of war and valley heat, “Come partake, ...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted over 2 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Once Lost...

    I still haven’t been found. The moss, pungent with loam and decayed leaves, has returned. The rains have long since leveled the slight mound that concealed my body. There are bones, my bones. Mostly healthy, once framing me with veins, muscles, m...

    • Author: Cheesy80s
    • Posted about 2 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • A Vigorous Spirit

    The crystalline waters rushed into my container as I submerged it in the shallows of the stream. I waited with the patience of centuries as it slowly filled, and when the last bubble drifted from to the surface I raised the flask to my lips and drank. ...

    • Author: memento
    • Posted about 2 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Mountain Man

    My feet crunch through new snowfall, the powder muffling all other sounds. Most people find that eerie. I think it’s peacful. A crow yells at me from a nearby evergreen and I pause and look up. I pull a small morsel out of pocket and offer it up....

  • Bar on a Mountain

    I thought I would hurl at the next curve in the road as the car bumped along this dirt path, heading for the highest point of the mountain. It had already seemed like ages ago that I had been stuffed like a sardine into the car with a small crowd of pe...

  • Mansion On A Mountain

    There is a three-story mansion. It is built of brick, resorted from an original nineteenth century structure, but most cannot see this from a far distance. Often, the building is lost in the fog, even during daylight hours. At night, a light from antiq...

  • The Snow Baptismal

    The mountain feels his aching spine as pounding, hounding arctic howls that wear away his proudly pines disturb his crystal cowl. And on his back, some parasite sets pricks and pins in shoulder blade— half-blinded by the icy bright, makes weary j...

  • (Day 25) Fear of Forever

    Objectively, I know how ridiculous it sounds before it comes out of my mouth. The fear I have within me isn’t something that just anyone can appreciate because it’s such a rare condition. Well, objectively rare. Ugh, there I go again; repea...

  • Relic

    Upon a promontory dim With face set firm and grim “Once I might have chosen Had I once been him.” Turned from valley view Turned from village glow “Once I might have dreamed Had I never met you.” Stood before the road along Still and silent lon...

  • challenge, mountain, remarkable

    A man who is standing right there on the pitcher’s mound is staring through my eyes. It’s like a tiger has already locked on its target, waiting for the quarry jumping into the trap. It’s two outs in the ninth inning, and I am the last batter who...

  • To The Misty Mountain

    “Mother, I must go to the mountain.” Mrs. Silvstedt sighed, “It’s a hill, not a mountain.” Not in the least deterred the boy continued, “If I do not return, fret not mother for the old gods have taken me to their bos...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted 2 months ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Ready Companion and Welcoming Kisses

    A tiny voice came from beyond a hedge, interrupting the war drum beat of trainers on the gravel road, “Hey! Hey, Per! Where ya’ goin now?” Per solemnly replied to the tufts of reddish hair bobbing on the other side of well trimmed bus...