Dale Totten


In The Hills Of California - Poem by Dale Totten

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I journey out in the clean crisp air
Hiking for hours in the place where
I leave my worries and despair
In the hills of California

In peaceful calm I restore
My sanity and love for life once more
I think I found heaven's door
In the hills of California

Lured by beauty I'm drawn so high
Peaks pierce cloud studded deep blue sky
Wishing now that I could fly
In the hills of California

Intoxicated by the beauty of it all
My footing slips, I begin to fall
Rolling, bouncing, like a ball
In the hills of California

Body broken, lying prone
Wet with blood, protruding bone
Wishing I had not hiked alone
In the hills of California

Circling high, at first just one
Two then three, more to come
Wings spread wide against the sun
In the hills of California

Beady eyes, blood red face
Lower and lower, crowding my space
I'm their meal, I pray for grace
In the hills of California

In the distance, I hear the cries
Wolves or coyotes, no surprise
Hungry for these blood soaked thighs
In the hills of California

Come and get it, don't delay
Come and eat my pain away
Eat quickly, while I pray
In the hills of California

Clean my bones, but leave my soul
So forever I can stroll
With the beauty where cool winds blow
In the hills of California


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 8, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, December 9, 2013


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