Howling wind joins darkness
From mountains standing tall
Screaming into valleys
Her spirit lives to bawl
River bottom cuts through
Shudders at her loud cry
Escaping into night
Her spirit never dies
Myths and legends live on
Woman wanders away
Never noticed again
Her spirit roams to prey
Crazy Woman Mountains
Dramatic island range
Lives into eternity
Her spirit must not change
Another winter night
Shivering voice calls out
Noisy lungs never sleep
Her spirit lives throughout
Montana’s Crazy Mountains stand as a sentry above the valley near the town of Big Timber. Nicknamed the “Crazies,” the wind always seems to be blowing. If you wish to read more about them, here is a link to the mountains.
A haunting poem!
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Susan, thanks for reading. I am pleased you found the poetic verses to be haunting.
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Haunting, yet beautiful.
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Thanks Diana! Yes, the verses carry forth a haunting spirit (as intended). There is quite a legend surrounding this island mountain range in the center of my native state.
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You’re welcome, and I enjoy reading up about legends, so this one was a great read!
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I just might write again other mysteries and legends from my native home of Montana.
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Good! Looking forward to those writings!
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wonderful job breathing life into those mountains…
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Jim, I appreciate your thoughts. Indeed, this island mountain range in Montana is filled with myths and legends. And . . . the wind always seems to blowing in this area.
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that must be something to experience…
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Makes me want to visit Montana; a friend is visiting there this week and he said it was snowing!
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Sorry your friend encountered a bit of Big Sky humor with the recent winter weather. Montana was a winter wonderland while Ohio was basking in summer-like temperatures.
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Wow
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