~ Moorefield in November ~
With crevices and curves
Peaks majestic
Peaks jetting skyward
Oh! Luscious vale!
Still velvety green!
Still producing!
One would say
You lay
As a fertility goddess
Surrounded by your
Faithful subjects,
Guarding your secrets
O’Prunty
11/20/14
Original 11/2002
In my profession I travel quite often. This poem was written as I topped a mountain and was in awe at the lush valley below. As many poets, I always carry my poetry journals – “inspiration is found in the unexpected”.