how many ways can a mountain be climbed? sometimes rocky sometimes layered years of the fallen soften this upward trail are you yearning for the peak panorama? questioning clarity of sky quickening pace as noon's rising? befriend pine-scented warmth each ascent like none before © Ali Grimshaw 2023 - Photo taken on a recent Montana hike. Happy 12th Anniversary dVerse Poets' Pub Join us with a quadrille HERE.
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“each ascent like none before” …
We can ascent everyday in our day-to-day life with such ‘pine-scented warmth’ – and the feeling would be wonderful …
The picture is gorgeous ♥️
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Every day is a new beginning. Waking up is a gift.☮️
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Beautiful, Ali!
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Thanks for stopping by. Wishing you a wonderful day.
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You’re welcome, Ali! Same to you!
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befriend pine-scented warmth
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Thank you for reflecting back.
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“befriend pine-scented warmth”
🌲❤️
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Melissa,
Thank you for reflecting back.
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You’re welcome.😊 That part really stood out to me and made me feel the warmth.
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Beautiful, Ali.
“each ascent like none before”–so true of every walk, too–or each day.
I didn’t realize you could use a noon for this prompt–excellent!
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Thanks, Merril. I appreciate your feedback.
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You’re welcome!
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This is such an engaging, clever start to the poem, Ali. One of the best I’ve had the pleasure of reading!
❤
David
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David, Thank you for the kind response. I always hope that my poems inspire others to reflect. I am glad to hear you found this to be true.
Wishing you peace,
Ali
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“each ascent like none before”, that’s the truth. We had a mountain, small but climbable often, which we did. Also if we reached the top, we could ride down in the cable car. Or vice versa.
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Jim, thank you for sharing your memory. I’ve never been on a cable car but that sounds like a lot of fun.
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Just lovely, Ali!
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Thank you, friend. Wishing you peace and joy today.❤️
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I adore this wondrous poem 🌹
There are twelve ways to climb a mountain 😁 Up and down, up and down six times. (forgive me, I jest)
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If that were the case I hope you would experience each journey differently. What is hiking without a sense of wonder?
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Thank you Ali 💗
When I hike it is always with a sense of wonder. I wonder where I’m going and I wonder where I am?
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Good for you. Nurturing awe is always time well spent.☮️
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I love the derivative of twelve… and the first question sounds like the beginning of song to me.
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Ali, what an uplifting poem with an important message. Also love your photo and immediately thought of some of those shots in the Yellowstone TV series. Being there has got to give you a high like no other.
With this prompt it calls for you to use twelve or a derivative of it, which I don’t see in your poem. Could you please tweak it or perhaps write another with twelve in it?
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That’s what I get for writing a poem before I’m really awake. I will make the adjustment.❤️
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❤ Thank you very much, Ali.
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I love a challenge and managed to adjust this to add the word noon. Thanks for the opportunity to play.
Make it a great day.
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❤ Bjorn loves the derivative, and so do I, Ali.
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Thanks for helping me to make this poem even better
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