Description: Driving through the Sierra Nevada mountains on my way to Reno, NV - one mountain peak looked as though "IT" was an indian chief laying on his back arms stretched upward in thanks and the trees and such his headress - across the way another smaller mountain peak that looked like a hibernating bear.
The beautiful mountains of fall is some of the prettiest colors. One has surely missed out if they haven't gotten to witness this. Your poem describes and brings it out in such a way that the reader is able to see the picture of it all in their mind. Very well written, Epaphiny!
This is a very good poem. Filled with wonderful imagery and very descriptive so that I feel like I could visualize these beautiful mountains that you were so fortunate to enjoy. They truly sound remarkable and obviously so as they inspired this lovely nature poem. I have always found it fascinating how you can see different things in the landscape like for instance, in New England we have a spot called the "old man in the mountain" and you can actually see his face and it is all purely natural in its occurance from erosion and such. It is really amazing. This is a lovely poem! And your words give the reader a nice soothing feeling as this poem is read. Beautiful. Take care!