A Back Country Backpacking Trip With My Son
A Back Country Backpacking Trip With My Son
The depths we’ll go to find ourselves in woods,
to park the car a distance from trail-head
and strap my pack upon my back like lead,
then leave behind us all our shoulds and coulds.
This time to walk as slow as one can go
into the pine and knotted underbrush
to hear the birdsong over rivers rush,
a day of natural oratorio.
My son is by my side with every step,
a squirrel, he skitters along the trail,
he does not understand the need for flight,
a place to ponder every sad misstep
to see the wind lift the bird without fail,
we pack our packs into the starry night.
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.
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How beautiful the bond between father and son. Very nicely penned verse, Jamie. I can almost see the two of you walking along the trail. Great work.
Most delightful and heartwarming poetry.
Beautiful
Very nice and I shared it with my backpacking partner, my son, who also writes songs. Thank you.