#mount
You fall
I catch
You glance
I stare
You glow
I smile
You kiss
I bite
You squirm
I squeeze
You melt
I engulf
You cry
I hug
You open
I listen
You submit
I mount
You float
I sink
Dec 5, 2025
Dec 5, 2025 at 8:16 AM UTC
There once was from Mount Disappointment
A fella who lubed with some ointment
A patch of dry skin
Till he sinned a gross sin
And missed an important appointment.
Apr 12, 2025
Apr 12, 2025 at 5:15 PM UTC
Oh! Peak of heaven, hear my call.
Amidst clouds, you are standing tall.
The mighty mountains surround you.
Glacial lakes gives stunning view.
Glaze of snow that surprises all
Climbing is steep, people may stall.
But for some, it may be a fall.
With courage, some make it, but only a few
Peak of heaven
Dreaming big doesn't make you small.
Like laying a ladder on a sky wall
A lot is taught in life's preview.
It's understood if we review
Mount Everest, you are so tall.
Peak of heaven
Jun 22, 2024
Jun 22, 2024 at 2:10 PM UTC
Love
is like
scaling The Everest
the higher you go,
the more difficult
it becomes
to breathe...
so my dear
bear with me
If I stop
to acclmatize
and catch my breath
before I could
push further up
don't you worry
I am not giving up
just yet...
Nov 4, 2020
Nov 4, 2020 at 3:58 PM UTC
Planted upon Mount Zion
By the Ancient of Days:
A Magnificent Tree seen – beheld –
By withering grasses’ gaze
Seasons come, go, and change;
The Tree is here to stay
Withstanding time and weathering,
Won’t bend or ever fray...
Word is carried by the Wind,
Sent forth through gentle whispers:
"The Tree of Life is here indeed,
Let ears who hear be listeners"
Prepare the heart! Prepare the way!
Find Rest down by the River…
Where running sweet…is scarlet sap...
And fruit that will deliver...
.
Sep 22, 2020
Sep 22, 2020 at 10:03 AM UTC
It has been awhile since I've written
Busy and it's hard to find time
I know that each first word I write
The start of a difficult climb
Every foothold hard to find
Work for each sentence and letter
When I finally reach the end
Feel as if I could have done better
Feb 12, 2020
Feb 12, 2020 at 12:09 PM UTC
Above Mount Fuji
Sizzling, the noon sun suspend
frigid smoke erupts
Nov 12, 2019
Nov 12, 2019 at 9:12 PM UTC
When I look up
I found your shape
When I look at the horizon in the east
I find your shine
When I look at the horizon in the west
I f find your hair holding the mount
As treasure as wires of gold
When a fresh wind touches me
I hear your voice whispers in melody
When the sun shines
I see your smile's teeth
When I see the green land
I rememeber how you are kind
Apr 12, 2019
Apr 12, 2019 at 7:46 AM UTC
I climb to feed the rat
A gnawing unsatiable parasite
I climb not to die
But to live
The knife-edge ridge beckons
Could cut me to ribbons
The vertical ice shines - come forth
Into my womb
One foot after another
Endless
My lungs heave
My body yearns
I see visions
But are they real?
The white citadel calls
Come- and see God
Like a snake
In a Gadda Da Vida
Come to me
And die in my arms
Apr 7, 2019
Apr 7, 2019 at 11:55 AM UTC
#*Through these woods on red tint trails;
Mount Hood is where I go
Stresses regress on mountain's back;
steady streams glisten bliss
Little lizards crawl round rocks
Mother Nature their only clock
In summer's open fields of grass,
yellow flowers bloom in pacts
Colored birds tune melody
Forest whispers harmony
Private property impedes my journey.
Hey, this is my earth, too.*
**Birds, trees, and humming bees may swing as they desire
But God forbid my fellow man idle just one hour**
*Open roads open doors
to worlds I've never seen before
I enter.
You may shoot to my doom, but I intend to bloom*#
May 7, 2018
May 7, 2018 at 8:26 PM UTC
I want to be like Mount Saint Helens,
Strong and firm, quaking every couple years in the faces of the helpless.
I want to make newspaper headlines and magazine articles for being fearless and tall,
Sputtering and spewing at those who've wronged me.
I want to be the conquest men dare try,
Out of fear of being swallowed whole.
The deadly concoction of pure beauty and viciousness,
Threatening those who taunt from below.
Unpredictable and dangerously violent,
They still will want my picture and tell their children of me,
Mount Saint Helens glory will never fade,
For her might is much to strong for the common man.
But I,
I will keep on,
I will conquer and cast my plight willingly
And when they see me, they will tremble because they will know of my unpredictability and daunting grace.
A deadly concoction,
That Mount Saint Helens might find idyllic.
Jan 5, 2018
Jan 5, 2018 at 11:52 PM UTC
Enveloped with pine-
Stretched across statelines:
Beauteous blue upon envious emerald
Pooled amongst royal white mountains
Adorned with grey jewels of centuries
Emitting sweet, earthy aroma
She caresses the land.
Mother to lakes hidden by her red fir,
Provider to the fiery yellow cress
Hydrant for all animals alike.
M(ama) Rose keeps a chary eye
on her joint creation:
The provider, the mother,
The revered, grandiose puddle
is threatened by scarcity.
The royal white mountains,
Remain royal- but lack frost,
And thus the water retreats
Shriveling back 13 feet from shoreline
This once sacrosanct lake---
Devastated.
Keep Tahoe Blue?
Keep Tahoe Wet.
Apr 2, 2015
Apr 2, 2015 at 1:36 AM UTC
Among the twinkling stars
In whispering of air
During uncontrolled tides of oceanic deep waters
In darkness of nights
In narrow mountainous passes
In the dark deep forests
In the beauty of vast deserts
At the oceanic shores of continents
During wandering about the heights of this world
At the top of the Mount Everest
At the depth of Pacific Ocean
I searched you everywhere
But I found you smiling in the core of my heart
In the concert of chirping birds
During the blossoming of roses
With the spread of fascinating smell
And spring was prevailing everywhere
Mar 30, 2015
Mar 30, 2015 at 5:45 AM UTC
Taking pictures of the high mountain.
I see a spectacular site;
She's floating with the clouds,
Sunny, white, fleecy clouds.
Wearing a pink kimono with wings covered in Sakura flowers,
Doves flying around her head,
Snow capped mountain towering in the background
Peeking through Sakura trees.
Is she playing with me?
She's playing hide and seek in the mist.
When, I look at her playing,
She fills me with joy and makes me feel like a child,
She makes me smile.
Alas, she hides among the clouds once again.
I look and look but do not see. I am concerned.
I miss our hide and seek game.
Where did you go?
We haven't finished our game.
Suddenly! I feel safe and warm all over me, Like a warm blanket covering me on a cold day, A tickle on my cheek.
And
Then, hearing a calming voice whispering in my ear saying, “Love, take my hand come with me. Let's go dancing high amongst the clouds this day.”
“You will never be alone again...”
Copyright © Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.
Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 6:11 PM UTC
Sometimes you pick a pair of fish and bread
and feed thousands, and at others
master flautist, make umbrellas of hills
protecting us from deluges of wrath.
I have walked to the lonely peaks where
stones have become animated bearing witness
to the nights of wonder, when you poured forth
your love, and drank of the poisoned chalice.
Yea, even by the well where burdened of sin
I sat down, and drank of the springs of Grace.
And I do not wish to hear anything,
but relive the awe seeing you speak,
as one with authority, passion of the heavens!
Aug 25, 2014
Aug 25, 2014 at 1:05 PM UTC
It were perhaps too good to preen,
This thing, this much elided stream,
To rest therewith, tremulous ream
Of thoughts forthwith from misery.
Let not the beggar hear my words:
There is no hope in timely dress;
World it cares not for men deferred
From caring press and relatives.
Too much it cares for common things,
A word said soft, need not for pain,
Yet broken in its gleaning thoughts,
Suff’ring not well deserved stains.
These things, I say, they cast a sea
Before dim eyes, make blind men cry,
Rob their sight, ev’n in sight’s drought;
This I say, casts little more t’me.
May 18, 2014
May 18, 2014 at 7:26 PM UTC