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Array ( [sid] => 45552 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Summit of Mountains [time] => 2004-04-30 08:04:56 [hometext] => A tale of humanity's folly in their fever pitch race to conquer the summits of mountains. [bodytext] => Alone, unattended though unforgotten
upon Everest on K2.
Or at anyplace,
where the mists of mountains flew.
There lies many a monument,
for souls and bodies left frozen askew.
The price paid most often,
for the ambition that mountain peaks does drew.

Mounds of frosted rocks,
adorned by plaques, medals and wooden carved letters.
A reminder of tales of that frightful fever,
that gripped the hearts of many a mountaineer.
To summit upon a top,
oh! the ecstasy it gives so sheer.
That death and dismemberment,
a price most thought to be in fair exchequer.

What puzzling rites does this action grants,
that simple stepping of a foot upon elevated grounds.
That draws thousands to their deaths,
or at least to life most difficult measured in months.
To suffer in altitudes above a thousand,
to slowly die in body feeding the ambitions of the mind.
What grace does this beckons,
for the abandonment of sanity and warmer climes.

But all in all in the face of history,
of Tensing and Hillary we will remember to posterity.
Those who were first,
to taste of Everest's majesty.
Such is perhaps the prize of victory,
to be there and to taste of its momentous glory.
Not much perhaps is the allure of publicity,
as to the satisfaction of summiting the peaks personally.

A fever it is a flight of fancy,
this dream to tread upon grounds most unattained.
But it is a pattern as to human progeny,
to seek and desire the most unreachable of terrain.
Though one can only wonder,
I can definitely say for certain.
That I will see in memorium more names on metals and wooden,
laid below... the summit of mountains. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 151 [topic] => 43 [informant] => baronhawk [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 13 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )

The Summit of Mountains

Contributed by baronhawk on Friday, 30th April 2004 @ 08:04:56 AM in AEST
Topic: oops

Alone, unattended though unforgotten
upon Everest on K2.
Or at anyplace,
where the mists of mountains flew.
There lies many a monument,
for souls and bodies left frozen askew.
The price paid most often,
for the ambition that mountain peaks does drew.

Mounds of frosted rocks,
adorned by plaques, medals and wooden carved letters.
A reminder of tales of that frightful fever,
that gripped the hearts of many a mountaineer.
To summit upon a top,
oh! the ecstasy it gives so sheer.
That death and dismemberment,
a price most thought to be in fair exchequer.

What puzzling rites does this action grants,
that simple stepping of a foot upon elevated grounds.
That draws thousands to their deaths,
or at least to life most difficult measured in months.
To suffer in altitudes above a thousand,
to slowly die in body feeding the ambitions of the mind.
What grace does this beckons,
for the abandonment of sanity and warmer climes.

But all in all in the face of history,
of Tensing and Hillary we will remember to posterity.
Those who were first,
to taste of Everest's majesty.
Such is perhaps the prize of victory,
to be there and to taste of its momentous glory.
Not much perhaps is the allure of publicity,
as to the satisfaction of summiting the peaks personally.

A fever it is a flight of fancy,
this dream to tread upon grounds most unattained.
But it is a pattern as to human progeny,
to seek and desire the most unreachable of terrain.
Though one can only wonder,
I can definitely say for certain.
That I will see in memorium more names on metals and wooden,
laid below... the summit of mountains.

Copyright © baronhawk ... [ 2004-04-30 08:04:56]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: The Summit of Mountains (User Rating: 1 )
by Kie on Friday, 30th April 2004 @ 10:23:49 AM AEST
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To ascertain is to be human isn't it?

I LOVED this poem.

I don't know if its the challenge, the quest or the dream that makes mountaineers. Very interesting to think on.

Enjoyed this one.

Kie

Re: The Summit of Mountains (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 30th April 2004 @ 11:08:40 AM AEST
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It is intriguing to me the lengths man will go to prove his power, risking life and limb to conquer a mountain seems kind of a death wish in my own mind. I admire them for trying but also feel deeply for those who could not attain their goal. Is it really worth it, I ask myself? This is a strong write and very enjoyable.

Rita

Re: The Summit of Mountains (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Friday, 30th April 2004 @ 01:21:21 PM AEST
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"But it is a pattern as to human progeny,
to seek and desire the most unreachable of terrain."........ yes, aye we seek all that is impossible to attain in every fraction of our mortal lives, even if it end in our human death; to touch a lightness in being and see; to know the beautiful........ excellent poem, hugs n' love nessa

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Re: The Summit of Mountains (User Rating: 1 )
by Fionndruinne on Saturday, 1st May 2004 @ 04:35:03 PM AEST
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Insightful. The desire to conquer mountains is a great picture of what we humans always try to accomplish - striving against those things that are older, greater, and far more powerful than we. What is ambition doing in hearts meant to love? I wonder.
Well done here.
Andrew

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