there’s a withering that begins
the days after you reach the peak.
so, ive decided to stay here
planted in the soil.
i’ve decided to outsmart
the grey listless joy.
they dont tell you
but there is nothing
but snow at the summit,

– sc

11 thoughts on “peak

  1. So much of the poetry I read on the internet is so opaque that I find myself longing for one clear image, one line that clarifies rather than obfuscates..really liked this poem, well done!

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  2. Like a double helix, the body strand falls to entropy, but the spirit strand can soar and enlarge and take wonderful flight. Else what’s the use? What’s at the summit aside from the snow? The view.

    Well done.

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