Jack Horne Poet Blank verse

Breathless In Whitby

I puffed and panted up the steps (and thought
about the novel Dracula, in which
the character called Mina ran up there)
and gasping, wheezing crawled towards the top
to look out over Whitby from the cliff.
The view was simply beautiful, I found -
enough to take one's breath away  (but I
was breathless as it was, and so I tried
to catch my breath!) I didn't want to think
about the trek that faced me as I left
to walk back down those steps...


Remembering a visit to Whitby & climbing the famous 199 steps

written 6th January for Constance's B 'Breathless' blank verse contest

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Phyllis Babcock February 23, 2022 at 3:41 PM Hi Jack just makes me tired of thinking of 199 steps. Just had a week of fever apparently after effects of the virus which lasted 2 weeks. Congrats on your win. Hope all is well your way. love phyl

Lindsay Laurie January 22, 2022 at 4:42 PM Hello Jack ... sometimes the body doesn't react to the mind in the way it is supposed to. 199 steps; sounds easy when I say it - thanks Jack - Lindsay

Constance La France January 20, 2022 at 11:11 AM Jack, congratulations on your Third Place win in my B Forms contest

Christuraj Alex January 10, 2022 at 8:31 PM Great memory depiction. Congratulations!

Scott Thirtyseven January 8, 2022 at 3:28 AM Simply a pleasure to read. Glad you made it down again. Happy New Year.

Susan Ashley January 7, 2022 at 5:22 PM My dear friend, Jack, I enjoyed the breathless pace and breathtaking wordplay of your beautiful poem. Wonderful imagery and meter, your clever, endearing pen never disappoints. Warmest wishes for you and yours to have a happy new year.. ~Susan

Jennifer Proxenos January 7, 2022 at 8:49 AM Hi Jack, may 2022 be a year of health, surprises and adventure. Love your poem, there is an Island in Greece - Tinos at the top of which is a church and believers climb to the top - it is like a pilgrimage and they make a promise of abstinence, to do without something they love most, or forgive someone they really dislike, or make a huge donation to the church. This is done so that they will be rewarded with a loved one getting better or perhaps a couple struggling to have a baby, millions of reasons. like one would do in Lent. Just an example. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.

Sara Kendrick January 7, 2022 at 3:36 AM Good one. Reads like a good contender to me for the contest. Way to go. Thanks for all the visits to my page. Sara

Wilma Neels January 6, 2022 at 7:46 AM Happy New Year Jack, wishing you the best for the contest.. Lfde x