Northern Topography

Like smooth breasts

ancient and hard

they rise and fall

with the seasons

orange hues of maples glowing in the fall

snow-capped cedars bow

with winter winds

mounted as orbs along

the highway horizon

coniferous and deciduous spire

The Canadian Shield

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Jake the poet

I am that I am, a way shower, a light, leader of many who follow, a poet and a person who just cares about the plight of humanity.

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