POETRY 2024: Type 2 by Alyssa Johnson

Send us Fan Mail Type 2 by Alyssa Johnson At treeline I am small I am one of many In this storm I feel energy aplenty but still It does not excite me I shake like a struck dog And whisper please stop Hoping the mountains will hear me But they won't Because What do I matter to their immortal slopes That churn wind and grind fierce thunder through the sky With eyes wide I watch the flashes And count the seconds till the sky rips and snarls Afraid to move Like a chipmunk in its nest And as the lightning moves over the horizon Rumbles grow longer but less angry My body calms but the weariness remains I am a visitor here I’ve never been so glad to see the Milky Way Our theme song is courtesy of singer-songwriter Brittney Wagner. Stream her record Better off Dead here. Support the show Thank you for listening to The Mountain-Ear Podcast, featuring news and culture from peak to peak! Additional pages are linked below. If you want to be involved in the podcast or paper, contact: Barbara Hardt, our editor-in-chief, at [email protected] Tyler Hickman, multimedia producer, at [email protected] Jamie Lammers, podcast host, at [email protected] General inquiries: [email protected] Head to our website for all of the latest news. Subscribe to The Mountain-Ear in print and online. Submit local events to promote them in the paper and on our website. Find us on Facebook @mtnear and Instagram @mtn.ear Listen and watch on YouTube today. Share this podcast by scrolling to the bottom of our website home page or by heading to our main hub on Buzzsprout. Thank you for listening!