Best Climb Poems

Though dormant, your strengths are still present...
within the silky staircase of God woven DNA.
Just peel away layers of perceived weakness
climb through the fiery muck and mire...
through acidic jive-devil clawed lies.
Climb with a pickaxe of love and faith.
Shed decades of doubters and layers of deceivers.
Buoy the...

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One day I started climbing; 
without question I climbed. 
Until finally I had reached the peak of Mt. Everest.
I wanted to beat my breastbone 
yell like Tarzan King of the Apes. 

But...
 I saw a tree. 
IT!
was the highest peak. 

I climbed. 

“Ta da"!

But...
there was...

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When life gives you all you need
And you fly to the highest altitude,
Before you run out oxygen
Climb the learning curve of gratitude.

When life withholds all you need
And you start to get an attitude,
Before you drown in despair
Climb the learning curve of gratitude.

When you don't live...

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Bone chilled, numb fingers
fight to clench the precipice
in frigid, thin air
against the restless mountains
he releases his burdens.






Written on 5/26/2016...

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Often your tasks will be many,
and more than you think you can do
often the road will be rugged
and the hills insurmountable too.
But always remember,
the hills ahead
are never as steep as they seem
and with Faith in your heart
start upward
and climb til' you reach your dream.
For nothing...

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What will we do, how bad will this get?
Are we up for the task, is our future now set?
Will this virus be the end, will it spark a new beginning?
How will mankind play, the bottom of the ninth inning?


Over population was bound to take its...

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There is a hill of grass and fern
I walked it as a boy and still,
Those well worn tracks that twist and turn
Impart to me that childhood thrill.

In amongst the fern, the sheep
Spend the day neath sunlit skies,
They graze away, or mayhaps sleep
Ignoring me, as I...

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pumping red rivers
traveling through tiny tunnels
of life ticking away

slowly stirring
yielding a promise known but unseen
many hope to survive to see
yet scared to know
the truth it holds

bending, stretching
hold out your hand
open your heart
believe in the future of your soul

overcome, jump those hurdles
reach out, grab but don't...

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It’s the climb that makes the difference
Though the journey’s yet far to go,
A beam of light shines through the tunnel
Freedom cry, that’s all there is to know.

I can almost see it, and my heart pounds,
And skip a beat. Drown the voices negative
Echo, fast and long...

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Those who climb mountains
	live forever
	unless they fall.
They only drink icicle drip
	and chew thorns.
Their soles are like thin mattresses
	that are well used.

They breathe tinted air,
	unfiltered.
Over and over again
	the hill is calling.
No obstacle is too long.
They are blind
	except by instinct.

A raptor circles, catching a thermal.
The climber would...

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Diogenes sought an honest man,
appalled by Man's path to destruction.
And searched Athens by lantern at night,
casting light on lies and corruption.

He concluded his search was fruitless;
integrity could be sold and bought.
And Man's willingness to sell His soul;
proved an honest man was vainly sought.

When the hungry...

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No amount of sleep can prepare
parents of grown children 
the sleepless nights just begin
the minute they leave for them

Morning found me weary yet sane
with three of four the ones to blame
the oldest called just out of the blue
his tears were real his words were true

My...

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The Climb

You've heard it said before somewhere
of things that you go through.
I wonder if to hear once more
you might believe it's true.

Like the piano is to music,
like the words to some old rhyme.
God won't make a mountain
that He won't help you climb.

So when you're feeling...

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Up early and off to school I must go
Full of pep and not too slow,
That was then when I was young
This is now a new age I have begun,
How I hate them as I climb out of bed
Early mornings are for the dead,
Unreasonable I must...

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Guess she was blind
Not even
Glancing at her
Own reflection
But at everything
Everyone else
Just kept
Looking beyond the horizon
Not the ground she’s standing on
That’s not her
Not her own
Forgetting
The promises
She made to herself
The morals
She bond to herself
Just blindly
Into nowhere
Just when
You get somewhere
It’s not over
There’s another
Mountain
To climb
Another
River
To cross
Find yourself
To only
Lose yourself
Again
To...

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