Here is the hastily penned opening scene of the movie of my life. And despite what mountains I’ve had to climb, I find every day to be the most beautiful thing.


Babbling brook

taught me to type rhyme

and the trees, the way they wear different gowns

for each season’s ball, I want to dance with them all

with an open jaw. Life is a

a song’s long crescendo, rain the laughter,

the hills are my happily-ever-after.

The nostalgia of the last cove, and

love of the newest river bend.

My life is the lemon and the zest.

Offer me anyone else’s, and

I’ll take mine above all the rest.

© khartless 2022, All Rights Reserved

34 responses to “NaPoWriMo#14 Go to the Hills”

  1. You should have placed the song first, so we knew…

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    1. I think you knew… Your love of musicals and all.

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      1. I felt the hair rising on my neck

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      2. Ah, that familiar tingle that those around you will soon burst into song. 😃 the best!

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      3. round here it’s just called choir practise.

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      4. 😂 a lovely choir of angels

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      5. lol. seriously, out loud. You never heard them!

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      6. There are angels in heaven and hell, Mr.B. 😂

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  2. Last couplet says it all. 💖

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    1. Indeed, Hobbo. I look around and see nothing but beauty. 💜

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      1. The only way to be 🌹

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  3. You had me at “babbling” 🌷🌻🌹🏵️🪷🌸🌼🌺💐

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    1. Something your good at, then? 💜🦋

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      1. I’m the master…I can even do speed babbling 🐣🐣

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      2. How delightful. A speed speaker. I’d like to hear that some day. 🐰🧺

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      3. I’m also a superb mumbler and stutterer…speed stuttering can be very painful though 😁😁

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      4. Only the smartest people I know stutter, my son included. 🦋 Not a bud mumbled myself; a bit like a comb harmonica.

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      5. 😁😁

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  4. That’s quite an openeing scene 🙂

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    1. Thank you. I’ve got a dirndl ready to wear.

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      1. What’s that?

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      2. Ah ok, shows how much I know.
        What kinda dress?

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  5. A beautiful ode to life, K. 💜

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    1. Ty, Jeff. This opening scene isn’t even the best but. 🦋😊

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  6. this is exquisite, K: lyrical, sweet, jubilant 🙂

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    1. Thank you ever so much, John. I’m enjoying the flick of my life, even the slow parts. 😊

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      1. they’re meant to be savoured too 🙂

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  7. “My life is the lemon and the zest.” I love lemons. A refreshing poem. And don’t we all have those Julie Andrews moments occasionally? I love this song accompaniment, it made me laugh 🙂

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    I loved the “my life is the lemon and the zest” sentence. Kudos to the picture and to the song, too.

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    1. Thank you. There is always a twist for the worst of things, is there not? Thanks so much for reading and commenting. Glad to connect with you in the blogosphere.

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  9. In Salzburg they have Sound of Music tours – so you wouldn’t look out of place in a dirndl there! Love the upbeat, life-loving feeling of this poem.

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    1. 😉 Yes, I have been on the tour in the winter for one of my birthdays. Is that were you are? It’s aching beautiful there. Didn’t wear my dirndl that trip, but it was an easy drive from Munich, where I lived.

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      1. I bet that was fun! It would be a wonderful place to live, but no, just had a holiday there a few years ago. Loved it.

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