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A thru-hike of the Appalachian Trail takes at least five months. In five months: a fetus is the size of a papaya, a small home has been fully renovated, 2,450 dollars in rent is paid if you live with three people, Swahili has been learned incompletely, the grief of a dead high school teacher is finished, a person sinks in, gets comfortable, the planet has turned its back, Loestrin has travelled out of the system— who’s to say it’s not just like the Appalachian. I’d like to make a rope out of my hair tie it from Georgia to Maine sail a two-pound apology all the way down to make up for the places my body will never make it because five months of footwork is too long to stop nurturing a life that is not worth living anyway but this way I don’t have to lose.
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Apr 20, 2018
Apr 20, 2018 at 6:14 PM UTC
amanda-24
2,190 Miles
A thru-hike of the Appalachian Trail takes at least five months. In five months: a fetus is the size of a papaya, a small home has been fully renovated, 2,450 dollars in rent is paid if you live with three people, Swahili has been learned incompletely, the grief of a dead high school teacher is finished, a person sinks in, gets comfortable, the planet has turned its back, Loestrin has travelled out of the system— who’s to say it’s not just like the Appalachian. I’d like to make a rope out of my hair tie it from Georgia to Maine sail a two-pound apology all the way down to make up for the places my body will never make it because five months of footwork is too long to stop nurturing a life that is not worth living anyway but this way I don’t have to lose.
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Part 1: 'Upon Arisal' Upon arrival my thoughts painted a patina Full of dark hues of crimson and ink Creating a stark contrast between the living colors of a healthy mountain sky Months of worry and loss perpetuated a sense of loneliness Like a disease slowly unraveling the progress and success Obtained after years of falling You taught me how to stand... How to love... And how to forget... Upon my first step into this wilderness, Our home, A rush of lost emotion was found And above me the sky roiled, Screaming in protest, As my thoughts of you merged with the quiet serenity of the neighboring peaks To form a rolling tempest Of our past and my present The pain then crashed upon my soul Sending myriad flashes of opposing memories Incompatible with the reality of your absence Through this colorful migraine I found the courage to take another step, One foot in front of the other, Each alleviating your glare that had consumed my senses With the last ray of light upon the horizon I, like the sun, set down your image So that upon my arisal Fresh eyes can begin to see the sky For its own inherent beauty That for so long I had attributed to you Part 2: 'Sunrise Orchestra' I awoke to a song A melody foreign to the ears Of a life surrounded by concrete Walls that strangulate the creative nature Against mother natures nurture With every note, a new realization dawned Like the sun rising above jutted cliffs Each varying in magnitude To the degree that even the birds Didnt know their tune When alas, The chorus reached a mountain creshendo Filling the forest with such harmony That I knew with every single beat These woods are a part of me Part 3: 'A Fires Radiance' A fire has never burned so beautifully Its radiance so mesmerizing that, Like a thief in the night, It had captured and stolen More than just my attention But also the affection of my heart As it brushed its golden hot flames Into forked tridents, Each invoking the image of poise and grace As it danced around Joyfully engulfing every ounce Of positive energy to be found With every twig and log added The blaze raged brighter Burning at such a pace Not even a whole tree could withstand Its reach Yet no ember wishes to be confined As the wind gusts in, A shower of sparks fly at their embrace Spreading the message in wonderful ashes Across this mountain And to the amazing woman Who ignited my inferno Part 4: 'We Push' Forward we Push Into the never ending Winding paths that detour The heart From the course of the ordinary To achieve the extraordinary We Push To be more than the others And better than the most Panting and huffing we release Our constraints, These chains that shackle and bind Our minds to the normalcy That plagues the weak So we Push To be More Part 5: 'Home, In the Clouds' Looking back has never been so painful To leave the place where you find peace Is no easy task For me that place is in the clouds Atop deeply forested arches That link our Terra to the heavens above Allowing every brave Explorer To reach for God itself, And for just a few fleeting moments Understand what it means to be holy, And pure Like the crystal clear streams that carve The mountainside Creating bizarre gneiss's That resemble an ocean wave Turned to stone, As old as Terra herself, Slowly crashing down the cliffside Moving the world With every breath Of my mountain home =================================== ........................................................................ Always remember, life is nothing more than putting one foot in front of the other. Never give up. -L.R. Thompson Poetry
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May 27, 2016
May 27, 2016 at 2:27 PM UTC
LRThompson
Mountain Views of Silent Nights
Part 1: 'Upon Arisal' Upon arrival my thoughts painted a patina Full of dark hues of crimson and ink Creating a stark contrast between the living colors of a healthy mountain sky Months of worry and loss perpetuated a sense of loneliness Like a disease slowly unraveling the progress and success Obtained after years of falling You taught me how to stand... How to love... And how to forget... Upon my first step into this wilderness, Our home, A rush of lost emotion was found And above me the sky roiled, Screaming in protest, As my thoughts of you merged with the quiet serenity of the neighboring peaks To form a rolling tempest Of our past and my present The pain then crashed upon my soul Sending myriad flashes of opposing memories Incompatible with the reality of your absence Through this colorful migraine I found the courage to take another step, One foot in front of the other, Each alleviating your glare that had consumed my senses With the last ray of light upon the horizon I, like the sun, set down your image So that upon my arisal Fresh eyes can begin to see the sky For its own inherent beauty That for so long I had attributed to you Part 2: 'Sunrise Orchestra' I awoke to a song A melody foreign to the ears Of a life surrounded by concrete Walls that strangulate the creative nature Against mother natures nurture With every note, a new realization dawned Like the sun rising above jutted cliffs Each varying in magnitude To the degree that even the birds Didnt know their tune When alas, The chorus reached a mountain creshendo Filling the forest with such harmony That I knew with every single beat These woods are a part of me Part 3: 'A Fires Radiance' A fire has never burned so beautifully Its radiance so mesmerizing that, Like a thief in the night, It had captured and stolen More than just my attention But also the affection of my heart As it brushed its golden hot flames Into forked tridents, Each invoking the image of poise and grace As it danced around Joyfully engulfing every ounce Of positive energy to be found With every twig and log added The blaze raged brighter Burning at such a pace Not even a whole tree could withstand Its reach Yet no ember wishes to be confined As the wind gusts in, A shower of sparks fly at their embrace Spreading the message in wonderful ashes Across this mountain And to the amazing woman Who ignited my inferno Part 4: 'We Push' Forward we Push Into the never ending Winding paths that detour The heart From the course of the ordinary To achieve the extraordinary We Push To be more than the others And better than the most Panting and huffing we release Our constraints, These chains that shackle and bind Our minds to the normalcy That plagues the weak So we Push To be More Part 5: 'Home, In the Clouds' Looking back has never been so painful To leave the place where you find peace Is no easy task For me that place is in the clouds Atop deeply forested arches That link our Terra to the heavens above Allowing every brave Explorer To reach for God itself, And for just a few fleeting moments Understand what it means to be holy, And pure Like the crystal clear streams that carve The mountainside Creating bizarre gneiss's That resemble an ocean wave Turned to stone, As old as Terra herself, Slowly crashing down the cliffside Moving the world With every breath Of my mountain home =================================== ........................................................................ Always remember, life is nothing more than putting one foot in front of the other. Never give up. -L.R. Thompson Poetry
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