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The View from the Taller Mountain

A cloud
a wisp really
rises up the mountain slope
and following the contour
eases down the other side

Strange--
I would have thought
that it, untethered,
would just float away
when it had the chance.

The Exchange

The pines of the West are many
and to me indistinguishable
but she told me a secret--
ponderosa pines
smell like vanilla.
The crevices of the bark
exude the rich textured scent 
of vanilla.

The stranger gave me a gift
wanting nothing in return
but I offered her
the possibility of adventure
in my tales
of a woman alone
but for a dog.