Unbeatable

Fay Slimm.

 

Unbeatable.

 

The breath of morning glistened 

as blue ice wept wet over sunrise.

Cold fought movement and froze

fingers to rigid equipment.

 

Bivouac packed they began climb

keeping eyes on the summit.

But mountain thought otherwise

by its clawing crevasses.        

 

They tackled first heights with 

wary experience and reaching

a ledge saw the ice-cap ahead.

Granite-blockade bared teeth

of frozen resistance with black

scree wrapping  sheeted maws

round frozen lines of defense

Avid hill climbers though awed

with vast views know overhang 

of icicle cliffs laughs at pickaxes

and they back-track before real

danger of darkness descends    

 

Majestic force of unbeatable peaks

means mountains breed auras that

warn they are invincible.       

 

  • Author: Fay Slimm. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 22nd, 2022 06:13
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  • jarcher54

    An intense, thoughtful exposition of the man v mountain confrontation. Why did you pen this steel-eyed look at the mointian? Because it's there!

    • Fay Slimm.

      Yes when it is there I have to scribe how it might feel - - -many thanks Jarcher for your visit to read Unbeatable and leaving such a thoughtful comment.

    • Michael Edwards

      The quality of your words never falters dear Fay - simply reading it takes me to another place .

      • Fay Slimm.

        You are kinder than kind dear Michael and so pleased you were there in your mind as those climbers at least aimed for the summit.

      • rrodriguez

        It's cold up here but the view can be breathtaking, I imagine since I'm not a climber. Great write.

        • Fay Slimm.

          Snap for me too Rrod - I also am not happy with being too high on mountainsides but glad you enjoyed the breath of virtual air from my little verse.

        • dusk arising

          I wanna be there..... order me a helicopter cos i'm too lazy to climb (shall I include a list of injuries and ailments here?). Oh I'm often perched mentally upon a peak. It brings out the "superior" in me, especially when a choir of angels descent to exhalt me..... am I getting carried away here.. (or carried off).
          Look what your elevated poetry has done to me..... I need earthing!

        • Goldfinch60

          Wonderful tale Fay with a well and wise ending.

          Andy

        • Rozina

          Sometimes so difficult but still possible to overcome challenges in life, keep trying, don’t give up - a message of hope. Thank you for sharing.

        • Doggerel Dave

          There are experiences/activities I have never and now never will experience for myself. Surfing, hang gliding are others. Doesn’t prevent imaginative journeys though. Your piece provided a perfect key for one such – Thanks Fay.



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