Facing GiantsA Poem by Chris Shaw(a small tribute to Mallory and Irving which is not specific to the way they met their death)
himalayan mountain ridges rise to
a crescendo at dawn's first light nights navy mantle gently receding like tide's ebb bejewelled summit struck by sun's topaz rays, sky ablaze in shades of tangerine tones of citrus energy swished with gun metal grey sharp stark snow caps conceal ravines bedevilled with deepest gaps, icy glaciers glint sequinned diamond glare slopes camouflage shrouded secrets of lost pioneers those who chose to climb craggy rock faces in adverse weather sacrificed in hopeful endeavours hidden from sight as time passes smothered by avalanche's cruel cold counterpane dreaded rumble thunder sounds echoing, leaving men dead, buried or frozen face down on scree's harsh hostility fearless are mountaineers compelled to conquer the apex leaving a footprint on life's pinnacle simply because it's there
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39 Reviews Added on May 23, 2021 Last Updated on May 23, 2021 AuthorChris ShawBerkshire, United KingdomAboutAlbert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..Writing
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