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Mountain poetry, Lincoln, NH (2026)

03/21/2022

~~~ Child Abuse ~~~
I fear the mornings when I awake
Another day filled with fear and pain
Seeing you walking towards me in anger
Blows landing on me, from this will you refrain
I hear the anger in your voice
No kind words to me do you speak
You make me feel useless and unwanted
My soul is now broken as I feel weak
Many days I lay on my bed and cry
Just so I can stay out of your sight
I curl in a ball, feeling my own strength
I am so tired I can no longer fight
I have never begged you to love me
Only I ask for a painless day to spend
I long for the love from another each day
A person who one day I can call friend
I hear you scream my name now
As you open the door that I hide behind
I tremble, huddled in the dark corner
Praying me you will not find
You are now towering over me
Your anger filled face , through watery eyes I see
The first blow you land upon my body
A scream of pain escapes from me
Your strong hands grab me by my hair
As you yank me to my little feet
Blow after blow you land on my body
Into submission me you now beat
This life I have lived is to harsh
No more do I want to be here with you
I can no longer with my heart reach out
Because of the harsh things to me you do
I have suffered the pains of broken bones
Cuts and bruises on my body so small
I sleep in a world of anger and nightmares
As the many beatings in tears I recall
I close my eyes now, knowing what it is I must do
No longer in this world you have built
Will I be a part of with you
I take the knife my trembling hands now hold
Holding it above my body this day
In one swift movement my life is gone
Slumping to the floor here I now lay
I hope that what I have done pleases you
As death has taken away the fears from me
No longer will I have to relive the pains
Today I took my life and set myself free

©Tall Mountain Dreamer March 21, 2022

03/15/2022

~~~Those Words~~~

Along the long and silent hall
They walked in silence side by side
Their minds filled with their own thoughts
Holding their heads up with pride
Many years had passed them by
As in this bond of love they gave
To each the other meant the world
Now a battle for this to be saved
The tests had come back this day
The call they never wanted to receive
Shock felt in their minds and souls
Made it so hard to believe
The doctor had spoken slowly
So no misunderstanding could there be
The words that tore into them deep
Setting a flood of tears now free
The results had not come back good
The disease, they feared, had been found
They knew the fight they had to fight
Would be one that was long and hard
To still be together after the battle waged
Would hopefully be their reward
I knew something was different now
As they both walked up to me as i stood
Knowing from the sight I now witnessed
What they were told was not going to be good
I gave them the time they needed
To collect their thoughts before they spoke
When the words were then said out loud
Anger in my mind had been awoke
How could it be, these people I loved
Who had nurtured me through the years
Would have to fight for the life they cherished
I wanted to take away their fears
We turned and walked in silence as one
As out of the building we moved this day
I closed my eyes and looked to the heavens
For God's strength I did this day pray
Nothing could be said to ease the pain
That once filled this strong and powerful man
A man that had shown me to be honest and true
More tears down my cheeks now ran
I knew he would need me to be strong
Along side him help with the battle ahead
As this was the way he had always shown us
"Never give in," to me he had often said
To myself a promise I now made
That no matter what laid ahead for us all
No hesitation would there be from any
As each would answer the battles call
There is only one thing we together now say
As these words to others we freely tell
"We will fight you until the very end
CANCER you can go to hell!"

© Mountain String, March 15, 2022

03/13/2022

~~~Ode To The Gunslinger~~~

He stands there in the street
His boots covered with dust
His survival that he cherishes
To him is a real must
His hat pulled down over his eyes
A cigarette pinched between his lips I see
A vest hangs loosely on his frame
Ends of the bandanna worn, move free
I look at the squint in his eye
The hardness of his sun baked face
Today would be another test for him
One that each day he does embrace
Someone has come to face him
One of them will this day die
No weeping will there be heard
As no one watching for them will cry
He slips off the leather that holds the hammer
From the holstered gun he will use
He had learned his craft at a young age
One he was taught not to abuse
The time has come for the battle
Two pairs of eyes, each other they see
Soon the report of their guns fired
As lead will be sent from the barrels free
The loud crack, and the smoke does clear
Seconds the winner will know
That he lives for another day of life
His reputation from this battle will grow
The pain he feels in his chest
A burning sensation so great he does feel
Knowing that his life may soon have ended
The end for him was now so real
His breathing has become labored
Harder and harder he fought for each breath
He knew in his mind that he had lost
The penalty would be his very own death
His world has just gone dark now
Blood staining his chest as it flows
This the life of a gunslinger each day
The only life that he knows

©Mountain String March 13, 2022

09/25/2021

~~~ I Lost The War~~~
Standing a post far away
In a distant and strange land
My life became that of survival
My boots covered in sand
I watched many brave soldiers
Have their life snatched away
None of us ever knowing
When the end would come our way
Explosions unexpected with no warning
Would pierce the silence of the night
I would break into a cold sweat
Cowering from the fearful fright
Words of comfort fell on my ears
But those I never really did hear
People back home say the understood
But i knew deep inside of me
This war they could not share
I am home now my tour is done
The enemy I will no longer see
Except for the battle waged
Deep inside my soul and mind inside me
I asked for the pain to stop
Many things I was asked to try
Nothing would lessen the battle
I could not understand why
I would sit and cry for unknown reasons
Turning against those that gave me love
I asked the Lord for answers to find
No answers came from above
I was in a battle for my soul from this day
Pain was unbearable for me to carry alone
I take my last breath on this day
I lost the war I fought, it is finally done
I am sorry I could not be stronger
The days went by me unknown
The enemy I never knew in the fight
Too much for me had grown

©Tall Mountain Dreamer September 25, 2021

Dedicated to all that have lost the battle with PTSD and to the families who will forever carry the pain of loss in their souls.

09/25/2021

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06/09/2020

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06/09/2020

~~~A Hero Is Taken~~~
Another hero is taken
To his place to forever rest
Knowing he stood with pride and honor
Facing and passing each test
A volley of gunfire has been given
The final notes of taps have been heard
His head lays in the lap of the Lord
Peaceful rest comes without a word
I feel his tears on my skin as they fall as rain
Watching the fighting and destruction below
Needless deaths are now mounting
Will it stop, he does not know
I hear the crushing sounds of thunder
As his heart shouts in pain
He longs for the people below
From the carnage and pillaging refrain
He wore his country's uniform
To protect and defend the rights of all
He went where he was sent for duty
Peace and war he saw it all
He watched as other brave heroes
Had their lives taken a way
Many more tears were shed for them
Their memories with him forever stay
All he had asked for in times of need
Was for others to peacefully together live
No color did he ever see in his eyes
To others in need he would always give
His body is gone now and rest for eternity
Under this grass so green
Marked my white cold stone markers
For as far as can be seen
So when you step onto this hallowed ground
No laughing or joking should be heard
As the souls of heroes that live here
Are listening in silence to every word
I wipe the tears from my eyes
As I too, a veteran of service here I stand
I ask nothing of my country I love but one thing
That is may peace fall over our land

©Tall Mountain Dreamer June 9, 2020

03/03/2020

I would like to thank all those who visit and enjoy my poetry pages enough to like them. I will be returning soon with more readings for you to enjoy.

01/17/2020

~~War's Tear~~

A field of green
Crosses of white
Heroes buried deep
On this hallowed site
Tears are shed
Tributes are paid
Sounds of sorrow
Another hero laid
A rifle sounds
Wars are fought
Skin ripped deep
A fatal shot is caught
A violent scream
A soldiers pain
Last breath taken
Lifeless now remain
A new grave open
A heroes bed
Laid there to rest
Tears I now shed

Tall Mountain Dreamer January 17, 2020

01/16/2020

A Trail In My Dream

A snow covered path unwinds
Through a glen of snow laden trees
Evergreens seen with drooping boughs
Feeling the gentle tug of a cold winter breeze
No other steps along this path taken
My feet leaving impressions behind
Unsure of where this path of nature will take me
Or as I travel along it what I will find
A turn I take as my ears listen
The air filled with nature’s beautiful song
My thoughts drift through my memories
With each passing step I move slowly along
The sun reflects of the pure white blanket
Lighting my way along this path this day
I wonder why no others have traveled it
Lonely through the woods it winds its way
Suddenly voices I hear coming to me
My eyes opening to another winter day
I smile as my walk is now completed
I Watch as my dream fades away
I wonder where this trail truly starts
Will one day I find it as I travel along
Knowing it will guide me safely now
Upon this trail I know I will belong

© Tall Mountain Dreamer January 16, 2020

01/16/2020

A Lone Chimney Stands

As I walk along this wooded trail
The leaves on trees being blown by the cool breeze
Walking along not knowing what I would find
My eyes looking all around for what they might see
I turn a bend in that path that winds lazily along
And a small field opens up in front of me there
As if someone had lived there a long time ago
They had cleaned all the trees from this meadow with care
As I stood there and slowly began to look around
I saw it there, partially hidden in a group of trees so tall
This old stone chimney standing by itself
As I looked I saw nothing else around at all
So I stopped for a minute to get a closer look
So through the long blades of grass I slowly walked now
Back to where that chimney now stands hid
Wondering what brought it here and how
The wind blew gently as it passed through the trees
Moving the branches slowly back and forth
Trying to cool the heat of this hot summer day
Not accomplishing much but a little for what it was worth
Then when I arrived at the chimney I could finally see
That once a house at the edge of this field had stood
This chimney was of stone and had a fireplace
And it was probably heat for an old cabin of wood
I could see the cabin with its logs laid just right
The thick glass windows cut into the walls on each side
The smoke coming from this chimney, disappearing into the sky
The rough wooden door was welcoming and open wide
I could see a lazy dog as it was curled up on the front porch
Laying right next to an old, worn rocking chair
The smell of fresh pastries coming from inside
Being readied for the family that soon would eat there
I could see the mother hanging clothes out to dry
As she had a line that was stretched between two trees
The clothes would be dried real fast today
As the sun was hot and there was that summer breeze
There were two kids playing out front of the house
A boy and a younger girl dressed in clothes so plain
Running along trying so hard to fly a homemade kite
The thoughts putting a smile on my face that would remain
I saw the father out in that little pasture with his horse team
Making a garden to grow them some food to eat
He had cleared all the brush and trees
And working long hard days by hand it was no easy feat
The mother would cook each meal using the fireplace I now saw
Being heated by the pieces of the split wood
I could almost smell the meal of the day right then
And making me hungry as in my mind it surely smelled good
This house stood alone with no others around
But this special placed had surely been picked just right
Cause all I saw in the memories that were brought back
In my mind had made one beautiful sight
Now the years had passed and that family was all gone
All that remained was a run down cabin and a chimney of stone
No more laughing, smiling, or happy voices could be heard
As now empty of all the little log cabin and chimney were alone
Soon the wood would rot and the weather the cabin would fall
But that proud stone chimney did proudly stand
Not giving in to the testaments of times now gone
But able to bring back memories of time so grand
Reminding people that others used to live here a long time ago
A marker that had seen all types of weather pass it by
The rain, snow, sleet and cold them came and went
Even the heat from the hot sun looking down from up high
So as I get ready to move on along this path this day
I can see that this Chimney, of us, makes no demands
And I will always remember this place and will return now and then
To where this old lone chimney stands

© Tall Mountain Dreamer January 16, 2020

09/11/2019

~~~Still The Pain~~~
They awake each day
With an emptiness inside
That memory that lives
The scars they try to hide
Lives so easily erased
By those cowards that flew
Another day that lives in infamy
One of struggle and courage too
The towers were taken
The pentagon was swiftly under attack
Heroes fought them bravely over a field
Lovers and parents that will never be back
We watched in horror that day
As others, for their lives ran
We saw a field littered with ruins
As heroes defeated their plan
Families ripped apart violently that day
No one able to understand why
I stand here in remembrance
All I can do is wonder and cry
September 11 was that tragic day
When our country was made to suffer
I stand in honor of the responders so brave
Whose services, without hesitation they offer
Many would pay as the years go by
Reliving that horror that day that came
Knowing deep in our hearts and souls
This country would never be the same

©Mountain String September 11, 2019

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