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Angel's Peak

A lover's journal

By Scott BlackmerPublished 3 years ago 1 min read
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Angel's Peak
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Once on Angel’s Peak I nearly froze:

Snow banked the path to the old radar post,

and the knife-wind turned tears to ice.

I passed a wakeful night in the unheated barracks,

and rose early to walk off the cold.

Outside, dawn pinked the peaks with glory,

their heads streaming wind-blown snowy hair;

I would have given you my jacket and risked the frostbite,

Had you been there.

The cold night is vague, the bright dawn fiercely recalled.

We have had our cold nights, since, at times:

but my love, the bright, hard-won mornings fill my heart.

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About the Creator

Scott Blackmer

Lawyer, writer, traveler. Launched the Traynor's World young adult series in 2020 (www.traynorsworld.com).

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