"unclimbable" poems
I see your kids
running around the table
screaming
and crying
existing on some
hyperactive wavelength that
exhausted adults have
waived from their capacity.
You sat there
making an art out of tuning
them out.
Quite impressive really.
Not so much could be said
for everyone else in the room though;
the rolled eyes
or deep, hollow groans
cursing your parenting skills.
The hell with them anyway.
You sit and enjoy your tortellini
and your fifth glass of wine
no frown or smile just
the blankest face
I've ever seen in my life.
Blank as,
not so much a canvas,
for a canvas was built for
the intention of being
transformed by color.
But you,
your face is the white slate
face of an unclimbable
mountain. It is
the forgotten
empty
dusty
journal of your parents,
stuffed in an attic.
Your face doesn't ask
for pity
or ridicule,
it only asks to uphold
it's sanity amidst
all the struggles
this life has to offer.
You'll get through though,
and so will they,
Sometimes it is at
the very bottom
where people discover
their greatest strengths.
Jan 27, 2014
Jan 27, 2014 at 11:11 AM UTC
I look at her and
I close my eyes,
And oh where my imagination,
Send my eager mind,
The wiles versus my wills,
oh those hills they bind,
Men like me, like demons versus the Lion,
Exorcized, exorcized,
Yeah, but I am Legion,
if they beat me one time,
Oh, next time, time,
They'll be mine.
And those mountains of lust,
That once seemed unclaimable,
Unclimbable like Everest before
Edmund Hillary, like the Sistine Chapel,
Before Michelangelo, oh I will persist,
I will pursue, with the littlest smile,
And the darkest hue,
Where after many days fight,
Suddenly. Then, in the night,
when alas my victory is won!
My prize I will take,
And her pleasure I will reign.
Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 2:18 PM UTC
YOU think life will unfold you an open road
glittered with success and times of joy
there’ll be goldcrumbs to lead your way,
and a shining light to keep you bright.
But life is a squeeze in a crowd of grumpy people,
no space to manouvre, no space to move
you’re bumped and pushed aside like weeds,
when you get up, there comes another wack
upon a wound that already bleeds;
so, you try a different route,
up an unclimbable hillside,
with strong winds pushing you downside
interfering with your footprints;
as far as you can see, more rocks and muck,
here’s life’s another hurdle, oh, ***
Feb 13, 2013
Feb 13, 2013 at 5:16 AM UTC
It's difficult, purposturous even, for some to conceive
Of a life that is fought for
A sense of security earned
With every waking hour you've been cursed
They baffle at the mute colors with which you paint
And half heartedly smile,
As they pass, with their fluorescent teeth
Yours ***** and yellow
From the brown water that has become your gasoline
From the cigarettes that are now your oxygen tank
The good air is all bought up
The good food is all turned to ****
**** for you to envy
As you scrub
They will loan you a dream
Knowing it is an unclimbable mountain
Because they are waiting at the top
With the soul of a shoe
You eat stew out of habit
Always chasing the wild rabbit
Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 11:02 PM UTC
*I build a new
Unclimbable wall,
Whenever I am afraid
That I am going to fall.
All of the bricks,
In which I lay,
Keep me another
Safe, step away...
From landing into
The darkness,
The emptiness,
The loneliness.
The silence,
And its extremely
Unbearable loudness,
The painfully, harsh
Numb feeling
Of nothingness.
For, I
Have been to this place
Too many times before,
And I am not intentionally reckless;
Hence, I construct every new wall
Without a window
Or a door.
By Lady R.F. (C)2017*
Aug 2, 2017
Aug 2, 2017 at 12:20 AM UTC
Gazing down from the mountains top
Across the valleys depth below
I feel a certain peace within
That Only God could bestow
Looking across the vast wilderness
Into the place that I had been
Never thinking that I could rise
To the place where I now stand
Traveling through the valleys low
And through the rivers deep
I kept my eyes lifted up
Fixed on the mountains peak
The valley at last came to end
Then the rock I had to climb
So I began my journey up
With victory in my mind
The mountains side seemed unclimbable
And the climb it took its toll
When I at last had reached the top
There was a renewed strength within my soul
I could not have made the journey
But for the strength of God alone
For when I am weak and want to stop
God helps me to carry on
Now descending the mountains other side
And through its valley I shall not stop
For in the distance is another mountain
And I shall reach its top
RLB
Feb 10, 2016
Feb 10, 2016 at 6:09 PM UTC
The price of love is too high
It reaches the summit of an unclimbable mountain
One look and the mind says it isn't as high as it seems
The climb begins
Slowly
Steadily
Everything is alright
But then disaster
It is truly unclimbable
And before one can register
They are knocked off
Breaking into a thousand pieces
Like their heart of glass
Forever shattered and bruised
But they glue what they can back together
And forget their failed attempts to conquer what they thought was theirs to master
They look at the mountain anew
And each time they look up
The mountain grows ever higher.
Jul 1, 2017
Jul 1, 2017 at 10:58 PM UTC