Hidden Beauty

This is a poem I wrote several years ago. This is very indicitive of my the style of writing I began with. I was really wanting to find and post this poem because of this and I think it`s one of my few earlier poems that isn`t really just the angsty ramblings of a little teenaged boy. This is one of the reasons it has taken me so long to do a post, the book with my original poems written in it was packed away and I have been trying to hunt it down. Clearly I have been successful. Please enjoy.

On a high road,

Outside of town I walk.

High upon this mountain road,

I look down into the valley,

Into the city.

A city in the midst of night,

The thousands of lights,

Glimmer,

Shimmer,

Shine,

Illuminate,

All up the other mountain side.

A man-made beauty.

Only some can comprehend it,

Others find it appaling,

But as I stand here,

Looking down and then back up,

Up the other mountain side,

Up through the sky,

Up to the stars,

Up to the moon,

I start to think I am seeing a reflection in a still lake.