Agnes Krampe Poet Quatrain

Rock Climbing Bliss

My hands caress the curious shapes
And search for hidden cracks and nooks
Like blind men touch a lover’s face.
At last a probing finger hooks

Around the slender sandstone waist
Of a small pillar. On a ledge
I stand on tip toe. High above
My fingertips just reach an edge

That juts out sharply. And I crimp
And hold the tenuous grip and pull.
I jam my foot right in a crack,
And lift my body. I am full

Of joy and happiness. I climb!
The bloody knuckles and scraped knees
Don’t matter. As I near the top
My hair is waving in the breeze.



For contest A Body of Work
Sponsored by Viv Wigley
Body parts used (in order of appearance):
Hands, face, finger, waist, toe, fingertips, foot, knuckles, knees, hair

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Line Gauthier July 20, 2018 at 7:58 AM Rock climbing is definitely your element, Agnes. How beautifully you convey your bliss. Bravo.

Jan Allison October 7, 2016 at 5:18 PM I know how much you love walking and rock climbing so the theme is perfect for your poem:-) many congrats on your win:-) hugs Jan xx Agnes Krampe October 9, 2016 at 8:41 PM Thank you, Jan. Yes, lots of body parts needed for climbing :)

Joseph May October 7, 2016 at 9:15 AM Beautiful poem...Congrats on your win! Agnes Krampe October 9, 2016 at 8:41 PM Thank you, Joseph.

Sandra Haight October 7, 2016 at 8:44 AM I love this, Agnes! Wonderfully written, and since our son and his wife are mountain climbers, I definitely know your joy in meeting the challenges in this sport. Congratulations on your fine placement in the contest. Sandra Haight October 10, 2016 at 4:25 PM They live in Virginia and do some climbing and hiking there and also in New Hampshire now. But they did so many other places all over while they were in the Army. They love the outdoors and stay very active. Agnes Krampe October 9, 2016 at 8:40 PM Thank you, Sandra. Where do your son and daughter in law climb?

Beautiful Scars October 7, 2016 at 7:59 AM well done Agnes with this fine poem! congratulations on your placement :)-luloo Agnes Krampe October 9, 2016 at 8:40 PM Thank you, luloo.

Viv Wigley October 7, 2016 at 12:30 AM Congrats , Agnes, a fine piece. Thanks for entering my contest. Viv x Agnes Krampe October 7, 2016 at 6:48 AM Thank you so much, Viv - I am glad you liked my poem.

Lewis Raynes September 18, 2016 at 6:32 PM what a great little write Agnes, I like this topic and these thoughts. Good luck in the contest :). Lewis Agnes Krampe September 18, 2016 at 8:15 PM Thanks, Lewis. Climbing is one of my favorite things to do.

Barry Stebbings September 13, 2016 at 5:31 AM I enjoyed this well written poem on an unusual subject, Agnes. Good luck with the contest. Barry. Agnes Krampe September 13, 2016 at 10:59 AM Thank you, Barry.

Andrea Dietrich September 10, 2016 at 10:05 AM wow, I think this one is going to make the cut! I love your use of enjambment between stanzas. I don't see many people use that wonderful device even between lines of poetry within a stanza. I think it is a great thing to do for a poem's flow . I surely would like to see this one on the winners' list! Agnes Krampe September 10, 2016 at 4:55 PM Thanks, Andrea, and thanks for your nice comment about the enjambment. I purposely did this because that's what climbing feels like: once you start, you have to reach for handholds and step on knobs where you find them and cannot take measured pauses; the rock drives you and you have to keep going until there is a suitable spot to take a breath. I am thrilled you noticed :)

CayCay Godwin September 9, 2016 at 9:41 PM Well done, Agnes - darn creative and enjoyable. Good luck in all things ... CayCay Agnes Krampe September 9, 2016 at 9:47 PM Thanks, CayCay.