chair lift

Posted: February 20, 2010 in 1

as the we thunk down in to the moving chair lift,

our skiis tangle everywhere. we are slowly rising up into the air.

slowly pulling down the bar,

our skiis untangle. we pass over a broad,

spacey trail,

with people flying by

with ease.

we pass over the woods,

passing one tree that has

a light pink bra dangling off the branch,

swaying in the wind.

the snow is untouched below.

a yellow ski pole is down at the bottom,

lying on top of a big boulder.

you are so close to the tree tops, you can reach over

and touch it with your ski.

a sudden scraping down greets you as you come back onto the trail,

watching a snowboarder carving up the ice below the soft snow.

up ahead,

little,

unexpierenced,

kids try to go down huge moguls,

falling and bumping thier way to the easy parts.

other kids are resting,

waiting to gain strenght to continue down

the moguls.

adults are able to skim their way down the moguls,

pushing thier skiis back and forth,

to fast to notice the children who can’t get down.

soon the chair lift creaks back in to the covering of the woods,

and we come upon a short stout tree,

covered in mardi gras beads,

and another bra,

leopard print.

on another tree,

there is more mardigras beads,

making the woods look festive and colorful.

Now we are at one of the last posts on the chair lift,

facing a sign that says

“prepare to unload”

Up goes the cold metal bar,

and so do our skiis,

tips pointing toward the sky.

and so,

we slide down and are greeted by a big trail map showing us where we are

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