Adventures in the Tetons- part 1
The year was 1997 we were moving west
cruising down 94 in an overloaded car
crossing borders of stolen lands
where the Black Hills stand guard
we enter the rustic land of dust and
pick up trucks, vast space with oilrigs,
a place where trees crowd few banks
and the sun bakes everything
Cowboy country here we come
ten miles in and our pony went down
expensive weekend fix leaves us broke
in a snag, even so, you cannot stop
three adventurous young souls on mission
a free spirit, a MacGyver, and their dog
moving lives across miles upon miles…
the mighty Volvo raged on through flats
up foothills and down into the valley
to see the Grand Tetons and visit
an old friend -we never left; instead,
we got jobs and the day we spent
our last buck was the day we were paid
cleaning messes made by tourists
poaching nights for steam showers
faces of fear of our loaded Volvo of sheets
inching up the mountain blasting of crackedmuffler and David Byrne, a big dog and us,
wild cats looking out a bit scruffy in their world
our life was one found in novels, a way to be
they envied, thou if faced in life they reeked
of pity and fear; no care to us
we lived a dream of Buffalo and mountain
streams, fluffy beds and kitchen thrills
violets with smells of sage, and moments
of absolute freedom rushing through
my veins as I soared the valley winds with
my White Stallion.
© River 3/11
*Adventures in the Tetons is a series of poems written about my adventures in the Teton Mountains of Wyoming many years ago. :)
*
The second poem in the series- A Teton Sunset
They are slowly coming, Sherry! :)
posted for One Shot Wednesday week37 at One Stop Poetry- come join the fun!
My White Stallion
cruising down 94 in an overloaded car
crossing borders of stolen lands
where the Black Hills stand guard
we enter the rustic land of dust and
pick up trucks, vast space with oilrigs,
a place where trees crowd few banks
and the sun bakes everything
Cowboy country here we come
ten miles in and our pony went down
expensive weekend fix leaves us broke
in a snag, even so, you cannot stop
three adventurous young souls on mission
a free spirit, a MacGyver, and their dog
moving lives across miles upon miles…
the mighty Volvo raged on through flats
up foothills and down into the valley
to see the Grand Tetons and visit
an old friend -we never left; instead,
we got jobs and the day we spent
our last buck was the day we were paid
cleaning messes made by tourists
poaching nights for steam showers
and entertained by the sheltered tourists
faces of fear of our loaded Volvo of sheets
inching up the mountain blasting of cracked
wild cats looking out a bit scruffy in their world
our life was one found in novels, a way to be
they envied, thou if faced in life they reeked
of pity and fear; no care to us
we lived a dream of Buffalo and mountain
streams, fluffy beds and kitchen thrills
violets with smells of sage, and moments
of absolute freedom rushing through
my veins as I soared the valley winds with
my White Stallion.
© River 3/11
*Adventures in the Tetons is a series of poems written about my adventures in the Teton Mountains of Wyoming many years ago. :)
*
The second poem in the series- A Teton Sunset
They are slowly coming, Sherry! :)
posted for One Shot Wednesday week37 at One Stop Poetry- come join the fun!
18 comments:
this is beautiful River. looking forward to reading more :)
Oh I love this, River!!!! Thank you! Love the "absolute freedom" as you "soared the valley winds". Sigh. I can feel the excitement, the adventure, the hardships (that young people take in stride). I'll bet you are so glad you had that adventure!
lovely story telling...you paint a beautiful picture and makes me want to ride that horse just to feel the wind in my hair...
Wonderful freedom indeed ending for the Teton's is there a grander place to have as a goal...It has been a while since I have felt this freedom...your poem brings back that good feeling...bk
This is full of imagery and enticing. Enjoyed it.
So much courage to live fully in the moment!
Enjoyed this narrative River. What a story!
I almost feel like I was there, River. Very nice!
Dear River...
Your way with words and the image behind is so beautiful. One can see it all happening and I could visualize it beautifully. Thanks for sharing such a lovely verse...
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Fascinating, full of the adventure, courage and freedom of youth. Adventures in youth are memories that sustain us in age.
Being from the West, and loving road trips, I ADORED your poem. I took a roadtrip with a man (the man) who's from another country and the things you mentioned were exactly things we did. We had the dog, we saw the same landscape, I cooked breakfast of sage sausage and eggs on a cold summer morning. Thank you for the poem!!
Flows so beautifully!
an ordinary moment
your dream of Buffalo and mountain
streams sounds beautiful River
I like the smooth flow to your narrative. Reminds me a little of On the Road. Nice work, River
This was so vivid and smooth, River... I felt like I was one among the many that were packed into that Volvo!! :))
Enjoyed the ride..umm.. the poem, I mean :)
Ah, the romance of the road...I love it! (And now, I'm off to observe some more butts!)
Good storytelling - mood effective, everything works here.
unbeatable...
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Glad to meet!
Bless you.
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