Rahsash Geldich Posted February 18, 2002 Report Posted February 18, 2002 The stars are now out, Shining in a clear sky. My breath curls in white steam And out of happiness, I sigh. Neon numbers proclaim ten, An odd hour for activity. But my friends and I gather We are going skiing you see. The ride in the van fuels My adrenaline, boosting It to the roof and sky where Only the moon is roosting. We reach the slopes with the bass Of the music still in our ears, tapping Our feet to the invisible jukebox. Nothing is energy sapping. I fight my way into a pair of boots With a smile of triumph, I grab The snowboard and klunk outside Small clouds form as we gab. Novice hands fasten feet to motion, All of us unsure, but too happy To let this get to us. The night air That surrounds us is similarly snappy. Lights glisten in the distance As we first start down the slopes. Tentatively we start down, Learning the hidden ropes. I am coasting smoothly for a moment But I am new at this yet, for soon I meet The snow in a thump of ruined glory. Maybe giggling glory, as I take a seat. I was meant for the night, times like these Where the world is dark and we can show Our true selves. I grab a handfull of The white stuff: Soon we all hurl snow. Laughing a truce, we start off again. But of course, down we go. Try, try Is all you can do. Get up off the ground And try yet again to learn how to fly. The night is not long enough for me, But alas, the clock is striking six, so early. With a sigh and a longing glance behind, I promise myself we will come back, surely. The same music that boosted me earlier Now coaxes me, singing a lullaby. I nod off to sleep against my will, Head leaning against someone nearby. I dream of snowy hills, beckoning me To relax and enjoy the ride down And converse with my lift-mates As if we had been previously known. Who needs a winter wonderland? Why, anyone would know, count me. What would I have done to stay there Amidst the exotic, snowy sea? I have only to close my eyes and I'm there Left foot strapped to a board, humming A song on my way up and taking this Beauty in to replay later, heart's strumming.
Gyrfalcon Posted February 19, 2002 Report Posted February 19, 2002 *Gyr laughs and applaulds* I love it! 'Tis a happy poem, yay! Joy to the world, for they wrote happily and now I'm singing too!
Peredhil Posted February 19, 2002 Report Posted February 19, 2002 Peredhil rushes in and reads RAH! Using a talent like yours for a Happy Thing, now that makes my morning bright. Thank you! Thank you very much. I like it!
Gwaihir Posted February 19, 2002 Report Posted February 19, 2002 Bahh happiness who wants it! Well actually when it's such cheerful metred discussion of an event even I can like it, I just won't admit it. Quite nice! ---------- I want to be page 93 of Pineapples, the Avian Crows-Nyyark
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