Crawling on hands and knees
through slate and grate
on a slanted side of mountain,
I reached the summit
only to find it winter, and glacial
frozen words that will stay for eons.
There is no global warming threat
in this. Your words have torn a black hole
in skyful love I had to offer; a trumped up taste
of dislodged boulders making solemn their dead weight.
Time has no tick here, where I can see forever
in cold eye of this storm that had me
from my first step to breach this wish I had
to reach such heights thought to be gold.
Author notes
photograph by mike anderson ama-dablam-mist
Prompt: I CLIMBED A MOUNTAIN BECAUSE I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME
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This is a deep and lovely poem I will read this one again
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Lovely write, good luck for the contest!
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Such beauty in words for the picture for the mind to grasp.
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Such beautiful phrasing and magnificent mataphor,
for such a sorrowful feeling...
"There is no global warming threat
in this. Your words have torn a black hole
in skyful love I had to offer; a trumped up taste
of dislodged boulders making solemn their dead weight."
Emotionally Moving, M'Lady.
~ Nicky♥
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Wow, last stanza first line is a knockout, the senses assaulted by the crisp breath of wind, the lungs electrified by trying to breathe, your words are astounding. Well done.
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