“The mountains are so dominant
that some days the people refuse
to look at them as children
turn away from the fathers who beat them”
~ Jim Harrison from Songs of Unreason
Come, my friends, let us be unreasonable. Does this quote from Songs of Unreason inspire any poetry within you? Post your poem, crediting Harrison, and link it here in comments. Read others. Be unreasonable. ~Jilly
Jilly's 
This is an enigmatic one. Put a comma after ‘them’ and the sense changes completely.
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well-spotted ambiguity Jane – gives scope for greater interpretation
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I tend to let my eyes glaze over the Harrison quotes anyway, just letting some of the words sink in rather than trying to work out exactly what he’s on about.
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Puntuate this one:
Woman without her man is nothing
🙂
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I don’t think there’s anything enigmatic about that, it’s obvious innit?
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Haha! One would think…
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One would 🙂
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I like: “Let’s eat, Grandma!” and “Let’s eat Grandma!”
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Me, too!
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A good prod of a prompt and I was up with dawn with this one though not enjoying mountain air
https://telltaletherapy.wordpress.com/2018/06/12/eminence/
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Hello everyone! I kept mine short and sweet. These prompts can be rather draining, Jilly……so I’m keeping it light (but loaded) today.
http://smellthecoffeeweb.com/2018/06/12/lead-boots/
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🙂
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We will climb this prompt “because it is there!”
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Haha!
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Like pulling teeth: http://qbit.blog/2018/06/12/sowing-teeth
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I see why. Damn. Catching my breath.
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The whole thing was brutal — the writing and the story. I spent all morning in Colorado, but as a child I Ioved those mountains. Couldn’t find a thread. Somehow about an hour or ago I had this flash of the face of one of the children who’d carried our gear.
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Ah, no, it wasn’t a child. It was this little old woman who single-handedly was carrying all of our tents.
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That ‘give up something of yourself’ thing. I figured you would go with ‘home’ – glad you wrote this. Sorry for the extraction pain.
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My jaw aches from gritting my teeth. Interesting though, the Great Wall saved my life in China. I spent every weekend hiking remote parts. At some point I need to write an ode to my boots, which gave up the ghost and the soles came off in the back country. I taped them back on with duct tape every couple of hours for two days. I gave them a burial on the Great Wall. The’d come far enough.
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Write it! (and then pour a bit of grape for the TMJ)
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TMJ?
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The jaw.
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Temporomandibular Joint Disorder?
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With or without Disorder I guess.
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Yeah. Don’t take me too seriously.
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I’m not certain where to place this poem on a scale. https://lifeinportofino.wordpress.com/2018/06/12/persistently-faithful/
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You mean you’ve “weighed in”?
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Feel like I need to give you guys climbing gear. Rope?
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Enough to hang ourselves? I tried that yesterday.
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Bwa haha! So you did.
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This was a tough one today Jilly! https://charmedchaos.com/2018/06/12/sea-level/
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I thought so, too. Loved the line when I pulled it, but wrestled hard for a poem.
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This Mountain – https://awisewomansjourney.wordpress.com/2018/06/12/this-mountain/
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I’m agreeing with all the comment above, but I was also determined. Having one of those days. . .
https://merrildsmith.wordpress.com/2018/06/12/avalanche/
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Your poem was worth it. Hope your day gets better 🙂
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🙂
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https://fmmewritespoems.wordpress.com/2018/06/12/mountains
I don’t know. I struggled today.
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