Mount Baker



In the distance
the mountain rises
up from the sound
a graceful silhouette
of a woman’s shoulder
leisurely lying on her side
her own type of a Lorelei
serenading the sailors
navigating a passage
known as deception
with sweet melody
all but inaudible

Upon its heights
fresh snow swirls
in a stardust cloud
the summer crevasse
covering its treachery
like a woman her scars
while Mazama climbers
coil rope clamp petons
plot cleverer courses
up into the cloudcap
where danger hides
within the craters

“If your picture isn’t good enough, you’re not close enough.”

~ Robert Capa


About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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One Response to Mount Baker

  1. alpine personification


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