Sierra Back Country

Sierra Back Country
Sierra Back Country

Sierra Back Country

I

Coyote licks mud

from her fat abused puppies

the ugly tricksters

fell in mud by berries

collecting a few to hide.

 

Sunbreaks over pine

one hears the distant dog bark

continuous roar

a busy four lane highway

twenty four hour movement.

 

In the cold packing

coffee, tin pans, sharpened knives

a camping gear shed

organized tightly in pack

a Swallow flies to her nest.

 

Go back to a time

I filled my tin cup with creek

cold from melting ice

numbed my fingers to the touch

caused a cramp after drinking.

 

A return to day

where my work was only climb

lone rock formations

pushing up through the pine trees

sparse opening to meadow.

 

II

Into back country

among pine of Sierra

collecting tinder branches

pine needles for ignition

a small fire to keep me warm.

 

Cutting branches back

to create track in the thick

fall upon boulder

sit above some Gooseberry

glance down upon my progress.

 

Set up camp far from

the original switchback

prepare evening

fire to heat my hands and boil

water for a cup of Joe.

 

Sit with my coffee

turn my mind to conifer

the art of naming

which pine is Ponderosa

Lodgepole or Jefferson Pine.

 

Up a spider gleams

its new web in morning dew

morning world holds the sunshine

a mile in the mountain air

back to this mountain.

 

III

Deer moves close at night

rustling Manzanita

heard in the pitch black

lie perfectly still in bag

drawstring pulled over my eyes.

 

Wake near berry bush

not in mood to meet Black Bear

quickly roll my things

find clearing to heat coffee

crouch on my heels for a time.

 

The streams and the woods

I have lived since my childhood

among pine needles

Manzanita bush passes

climb a rock to view valley.

 

Camp fire thin blue smoke

as water is poured over

down in a grassy

flowery heather meadow

to bath in a snow melt pond.

 

Alpine fir surrounds

me along with snowy peaks

a creek collects foam

this world of snow and flowers

gentle muzzle of mountain.

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Jamie Lee Hamann

My name is Jamie Lee Hamann and I have a passion for writing short fiction and poetry. I started writing for TCE around 2015 and since then I have finished seven collections of poetry and plans for more. I currently live in Lemmon Valley NV with my family. If you desire to find my other work on the internet feel free to stop by my website simplepoetics.weebly.com. The website offers articles on poetry, poems, and links to all my other writing.

3 thoughts on “Sierra Back Country

  • March 1, 2022 at 8:46 PM
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    Wow! I feel like I have just been camping because of your great phrases promoting imagery, Well done, Jamie.

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  • March 7, 2022 at 6:20 AM
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    Thank you Phyllis I am taking the family camping in one week. I am excited. Jamie

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  • March 14, 2022 at 8:39 PM
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    Excellent work Jamie. The poem promotes vibrant and clear imagery. An enjoyable read.

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