Mountain Light - A poem

The sun slaps,
Morning bright,
Against the side
Of the mountain.
Where green trees
Normally drape,
Heavy and dull,
Across rounded shoulders,
Champagne colored veils
Shimmer and entice.
Flashing her sinuous flanks,
The mountain stretches.
The sun dances away,
Taking away glory
As morning moves to day.

Well, some people have been encouraging to do more writing and share my writing more. So I've decided to post some of my poetry here too.