The Mountain Poem by Ryan Brodesser

The mountain stands tall


along with the king of the mountain with his hall.


The standing streams and the night animals screams


to visitors, make this place a hard, strange unforgiving place to be


The mountain beckon with it’s shining wonder and ageless beauty



When night falls and the day is done


comes a new ecosystem shunned by the sun.


they flutter and howl dark secrets that the mountain holds in it’s caverns and caves.


the night is a time to huddle in front fire that man long ago found and gave


primal shadows from the surroundings cannot find you and are repealed.


When darkness and darkness only the mountain is held.


the silent winds blow the leaves and loam


and you shiver and think of home


the night sighs and calls like some lost souls trapped eternally here


the sounds of the nighthawk, like an angry demon causes some to shudder in fear.


If you spend the night on the mountain be prepared


the loneliness, the silence, knowing, here none know about you or even cared

around the roaring streams and silent lakes you may hear a hunting raccoon splashing around.


or the sound of a wolf pack, driving down a deer or moose relentlessly to the ground


The morning air is cold and has a brutal chill


but the sounds of the birds cuts through the still


the silent herds of deer crash through the underbrush to feed on the dew specked grass


these are scenes you will never see among the cars, highways roads and cities of glass.


the wilderness of the mountain will never truly be conquered our bent to our will.



although it’s waters and river with dams we stop and with trash and cities it’s lands we fill.


the mountain, like love is unconquerable and cannot be bent in any way


only the wild, which is the call of the mountain, one, that rarely a civilized man hears so they say.


because it instead sends through them a chill of fear.


the wilderness, where no place of civilized man is near.


you can learn to hate it and of it feel fear


or you can Learn to love it’s lore and grow plants and settle down

away from the noisy cities, polluted places and cities which were once small towns.


here, is where a true man may call his home away from castles, kings and crowns.