Kilimanjaro.

by Courageous Dreamer   Jan 26, 2011


Curiosity scrapes my heels,
inflaming patience
as I'm windswept with stale breaths of atmosphere,
like a stiff shore beneath my heart;
I hit nadiral point for I miss all you once were,
when you were Kilimanjaro -
the zenith of which I still reach for with chiseled hands,
as I wish to sculpt these valleys
into peaks 'til they become
nearly unreachable like you have as of late,
transforming into a foreign love
with a snow-capped ego, elevated.

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  • 11 years ago

    by Sunshine

    You are such a wow... missed this piece so came back to readdddddddd it <3

  • 12 years ago

    by Jenn

    Beautiful imagery, I like the flow of this poem.

    5/5
    Jenn

  • 12 years ago

    by christopher

    Your poetry is good and also very average alot of is bland also try and take on a totally different subject and leave your comfort zone you are only starting to fool your self if you don not move on the same message is been repeated all the time in your poems i would like to see more creativity and who knows maybe you will surprise yourself

  • 12 years ago

    by rachael

    Beautiful, simply beautiful. My dearest friend has been in Kenya for grad work for the past year, and often posts/sends pics of her trips to Kili - I am sending my Wazungu friend a link to this poem now. Thank you for this piece.

  • 12 years ago

    by Jon914

    I liked this. You have some REAL talent

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