Monday, May 9, 2011

Naked with Chanel No 5: Day 17 - Gravity

Shaking thigh sinews pull
as each foot hole is reached.
Dirty fingernails and salted brow,
she squints through the sun rays
and claws the face of a rock.

Because this mountain is a metaphor
and pain is her pleasure
and even in leisure
she needs to reach higher.

Man seeks anchors
to safely tether his
freedom to dance about lofty goals.
She will always cut strings
and fly alongside.

Because there is no fear on a mountain.
There is no danger in the clouds.
It's only the ominous anchor of gravity
which halts ascent.

And she is willful enough to fight gravity.

Here's a little hiking inspired poetry. This blog is after all called, There's a Poem for That, so I reserve the right to occasionally dabble in the lyrical throughout my more pensive themed series.  Have a great Monday kids! I've got about 9 hours left in the day so it shall be a while before I am again Naked with Chanel No: 5.  

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