Posted in California, Life, Poetry, Prose

The Rocks, Unstable

Talus
means hopping
from rock to rock
some more stable
than others,
If I were lucky
then Scree would be
preferred,
but only down, going,
The terminology
of non-forgiving stones
turned rocks,
alongside this mountain, high
which robs my breath
and taxes my legs
used to be my preferred
method of travel

in my youth…

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