Alpine Leisure

Alps landscape

The alpine shepherd calls lowly —
an ursine bellow to his milky-colored charges
that single-mindedly graze, burrowing
their heads to smell new grass.

The gradual lay of the land invites
only a leisurely inclination to wander
and the air settles cool and sweet:
a mantle and disposition it has nowhere else.

So sluggishly heeding his call,
the sheep raise no more than fond tolerance
from their likewise charmed guardian.


Author: redgladiola

Creative writer happily predisposed to flights of fancy. You can find my poetry and short prose at

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