THE CLIMB

Tuesday Poetics and our challenge is
to write confessional poetry.  I fall
short of the eloquence of others here;
nonetheless, my heart speaks.
Submitted to dVerse
January 15, 2019
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Once I stood atop the mountain
Mistress of all I surveyed
How sweet to survey my kingdom
It seemed I’d so dearly paid.

But I slipped from the promontory
Which it seemed I had only just gained
And I found I stood in the valley
With the mountain before me again

I vowed I would conquer the mountain
It seemed I’d climbed time after time
And, grasping familiar handholds,
Once more I began to climb.

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