Cairngorms

Ben Macdui

 

Mountain Haiku

1.

The Great Moss wrinkles

and walkers stumble blindly.

Compass needle spins.

 

2.

Plateau shrugs off rock.

Steep and broken ground is hot.

Man runs like a boy.

 

3.

Ben Macdui dusk.

Pink and gold fade out. Fearful

Hare held in torchlight.

 

4.

Awakening mist

Senses me in a small tent.

I steal sips of air.

 

(Thanks to John Torbit for the great photograph of the summit plateau of Ben Macdui)

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