Poetry Corner: My Hideaway

I was perusing some older poetry I'd written (back in high school!) And I thought I'd share with you some of them. I'll try to post Poetry once a week... if someone can think up a nice alliterative title for me that'd be awesome... the only thing I'm coming up with is "Metrical Composition Monday," which I'll go with if need be, but it's a little bit awkward...Anyway, first poem installment:Welcome to my Hideaway 3-24-97High upon a mountain peak,Beside a rushing stream,Chinked with mud, a roof that leaks,The house of my own dreams.Where only eagles fly,On a mountain’s lonely peak,Able to touch the sky,And with animals alone, to speak.This beautiful little cabin,Nestled in a nook,And only I and the mountain,Know just where to look.From all else as if not thereLife goes on below, all well,While only a few might dare,To find my secret "Rivendell."~Jenelle Schmidt