Standing tall
splendid on the hill-side
white bark beckons a path
leaves whisper on the wind,
the radiant aspen gold
is an explosive flare
against a background of evergreen.
These magnificent trees,
born from fire
raging through the Sangre de Cristos
a century ago,
thrive in the burn scars
building a tight community,
now they define the landscape.
Vistas stretch the imagination
in September
stunning beauty at every turn,
a golden treasure
of short duration
becomes a moment to simply enjoy
without hesitation.
—
Steven Hamp has resided in New Mexico since 1981 and currently lives in Albuquerque. His writing has appeared in various local publications. He is presently working on a poetry collection based on New Mexico’s living landscapes and how the natural elements tie into our rich culture.
200 New Mexico Poems 