The mountains of Trollstigen grow
green under summer solstice light,
shine boldly without a hint of night.
Aurlandsfjord skies glow fire-green
under aurora lights, but slate, purple
and indigo in the shadows of twilight.
Hardangerfjord cuts boldly iridescent
to the sea, gouged by an ancient glacier,
home of perpetual winter.
Verdant pinnacles laced with waterfalls
dive the depths of Gerangerfjord, which
mirrors chartreuse walls, sailing clouds.
Towering under a midnight sun, spruce-
covered Stalheimskeiva teems with
shadows, shy and elusive wildlife.
Arctic wolf and polar bear,white fox and
northern hare haunt endless evergreen
slopes, or hunt solo from lonely ice floes.
first published in The Penwood Review
also published in Illinois State Poetry Society
©2018 Bonnie Manion