O-Peak

Long winding road awaits an uphill stride
Patch of clouds over cerulean skies
Sunrays piercing through the haze
Nature’s raw beauty wrapped in silence
With nothing but birds singing of mirth
The gentle rush of trees to the wind’s caress
Climb the jagged, rocky mountains petrified in gray
It’s the south’s Middle Earth, so they say
Eyes squinting to the beauty beforehand
O-Peak boasts such scenic mountain range
Two eager feet race to reach the summit
I receive more than what I seek


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Day 11: Today, I challenge you to write a poem in which you closely describe an object or place, and then end with a much more abstract line that doesn’t seemingly have anything to do with that object or place, but which, of course, really does. An abstract, philosophical kind of statement closing out a poem that is otherwise intensely focused on physical, sensory details. Happy writing!

P.S. This poem is inspired by my weekend getaway with friends. The photo above was just the beginning of our long-winding journey to the Queen City of the South’s pride, Osmeña Peak. YAY! *flags up*

Read more 2016 NaPoWriMo entries here!

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