Don't be lone
hiker,
alpinist...
assume poetically
consider highly !
to live fly.ing..!
POET !
I know that is what you are trying to do until you don’t lose.
Upset the balance of a rightful world to
Destroy a focus that remains visionary to
Defeat the purpose of eternal peace.
Against the odds, you will precede while waiting for the truth to weaken.
A mountaineer never gives up the climb.
He or she seeks knowledge on how to peak the next time.
Even when it may seem a deadly try, his or her mind is with the goal defined.
Rightful is your success.
You are the splendor to your voice.
You are searching for the best way to proceed.
A wrongful world is always depleted.
An alpinist knows his or her rise.
He or she climbs to summit the incline.
Although him or her may scramble along the way, the journey has been
partaken.
A mindset designates a mental attitude or inclination formed.
One that has regiment that is detrimental to ambition.
Ubiquitous deseeding is paramount.
A mountain is to climb once formed.
You are therefore superior to all others.
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Written July 03, 2016!
I can feel the frigid air bite my lungs
as my shallow breaths try in vain to
soothe and stop the burning pain.
Each struggling footfall could be my last,
yet the mountain taunts me to keep onward.
The snow has consumed my crampon booted feet
with numbness as trembling loins beg my brain for rest.
Heartbeats match the pounding in my head.
I just can’t stop now when so near the summit.
Blinding snow begins to fall as I leave my two
closest friends behind on the promontory.
They plead with me to turn back with them.
All sensibilities have vanished into the whiteness.
“As I feel the snow fly, I will conquer or die”.
Let these words be my epitaph I call to them,
should the mountain claim my sorry soul.
August 10, 2014
For Charlotte Puddifoot's
Dark Poetry Contest
Alexandre, the young alpinist from a southern France,
attaches crampons to his tough climber's booths,
to ascend the dangerous ridges of Mount Rose,
and with the same ice axe, he climbed Mount Everett!
Copyright 2010 by Andrew Crisci
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