"The Rocky Mountains, Lander's Peak" by Albert Bierstadt‘Walked the Mountain’ and Other Poetry by Uche Ogbuji The Society January 19, 2017 Beauty, Poetry 3 Comments Walked the Mountain What shape is that, the mountain’s brow? A glacier field, a glacier field! I walked to read the mountains mood; Of what I read my lips are sealed. What threads make up the mountain’s collar? Columbine! They’re Columbine! I walked to color in my day; Do join my witnessing this sign. What full length of the mountain’s staff? The eagle’s range! The eagle’s range! I walked to test my stamina; My spent breath offers up no change. What form reveals the mountain’s boots? It’s you and me, community. I’ve hiked the leagues for wisdom’s wage, Your share of alpine bursary. Buena Vista, Colorado Where the mountains make their point, Grey head stone over tunic green, There’s enough sunshine to anoint Your sense with gist sprung from the scene. You’re not around so very long: These should be as eternity; But something’s coming very wrong From peak to saddle point in scree. Where’s all the white account of wet? To such dead grey glaciers reduce; Not here so very long and yet Eternity’s seen high abuse. Uche Ogbuji, born in Calabar, Nigeria, lived in Egypt, England and elsewhere before settling near Boulder, Colorado. A computer engineer and entrepreneur by trade, his poetry chapbook, Ndewo, Colorado (Aldrich Press, 2013) is a Colorado Book Award Winner, and a Westword 2015 Award Winner (“Best Environmental Poetry”). His poems, published worldwide, fuse Igbo culture, European classicism, American Mountain West setting, and Hip-Hop influences. Among other editing projects he co-hosts the Poetry Voice podcast. A selection of his poems was included in the Best New African Poets 2015 anthology. He was a finalist for Nigeria’s 2016 Eriata Oribhabor Poetry Prize. Related Post ‘Passing of the Seasons’ and Other Poetry by Wan... Passing of the Seasons When snow has melted, chill has gone, and winter turns to spring, The tender buds grow on the branches where the robins sing.... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail 3 Responses Michelle T Simon January 19, 2017 Excellent work. I appreciate the break from the much-adored, yet somewhat monotonus and rigid meter of the traditional English sonnet. It almost seemed as if I was right there walking the mountain with you. And the imagery in “Buena Vista…” is very sharp. These tasty little morsels give me reason to check out more of your poetry in the very near future. Keep doing what you do. ☺ Reply Bob McGinness January 24, 2017 Re: Walked the Mountain – I loved the structure and symmetry both within the stanza and the progression within the whole. Top to bottom you might say. Reply Debbie Johnson February 14, 2017 I truly enjoyed both of these and especially the repetition in the first one. One line really stands out: It’s you and me, community. If only more people understood that concept. Beautifully written Reply Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.