These are special mornings in the Colorado
mountains.
So sharp and clear.
They ask of us to be the same.
Why is that so difficult ?
To just be like snow covered peaks.
Not trying to achieve anything.
Fuck it all, more Haiku !
Ski edges
Sword like
Cut through my delusions.
Ha ha ha !

Crēdito total, Burnham Arndt Esq. Poet, explorer, gourmet
“The Adventuresome Girls Friend”