*photo by Erin
On the way to Perdition
Something hit me squaren’ the face
I found myself renewed . . . . . Saved
From frozen Hell!
tom tenbrunsel
Poet Laureate of Mountain Haiku
PERDITION
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*photo by Erin
On the way to Perdition
Something hit me squaren’ the face
I found myself renewed . . . . . Saved
From frozen Hell!
tom tenbrunsel
Poet Laureate of Mountain Haiku
The Blue Ridge Parkway frozen in surreal whiteness offered two bikers untoward beauty as we gingerly picked our way thru icy tunnels and crystal crashy ice falls to Craggy
The ranger warned “careful of black ice in the tunnels,” on our way up to Perdition, and careful decente’ back down. It was a White Ridge journey to remember.