Ode to mountains (Poem)

The Cobbler, Loch Lomond, July 2016

 ‘You’re not my first, you’re not my last,

but when I look up, I love and gasp.

Standing in shadow in awe of you,

my heart has flown, my legs turn glue.

Ben Lawers, Ben Lawers National Nature Reserve, May 2016

Colluding with the changing skies,

you bellow down and call to me.

With all the differing landscape styles,

I wonder what today will be.

Quinag: Spidean Coinich, Assynt and Coigach, July 2015

Depleted by the big steep climbs,

my belly rumbles, muscles ache.

Laughing, crying, I’m don’t stop,

lashed by blizzards, I’ve gone insane.

Stob Dubh, Glencoe Mountain Range, March 2016

But continue on, the peak awaits,

a victory touch, a cairn does greet.

As I picnic in the sun,

I forget the treachery has just begun.


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