The Old Man of the Mountain

The Old Man of the Mountain

“You must see it,” Robert told Jen. “It’s breathtakingly beautiful sitting five thousand feet above sea level. The rock formation looks just like an old man in repose. That is why they call it Grandfather Mountain.”

The more he talked, the more excited she became. “And there is a mile-high swinging bridge stretching from the gift shop to the foot of the climb. It is made of metal and anchored with thick steel cables keeping it from swinging too much on windy days.”

As they drove along, Jen’s mind floated in and out trying to visualize what he was telling her. Winding their way up the narrow road, they arrived at the gift shop. The view was spectacular.

As they sat atop the “Old Man’s” head, Jen turned to Robert and said, “In space in time I sit, thousands of feet above the sea.”

Photos of Grandfather Mountain in North Carolina: Dwight L. Roth

Today at d’Verse, we are writing prosery, which is a flash fiction piece of 144 words that must include a given line from a poem in the story. Merril gave us this line:

“In space in time I sit thousands of feet above the sea.”

From May Sarton, “Meditation in Sunlight”

Join us at: https://dversepoets.com

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