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Poetry Trail

'Climber' by Nick Moyes

We came down off that hill in darkness, the three of us,
carrying our burdens upon our backs and in our hearts.
We started out in joyous mood, that morning,
exalted by the day’s beginning;
by mountains to be climbed and miles walked,
called by sharp frosts and brilliant sun to the very top of this world.
Our world. A world of naked rock,
of snow and calling ravens.
Our world. A world of gaily painted ropes,
of boots and clanking axes.
Our world. A world of white and black,
of welcome and betrayal.And so it was we jouneyed upwards into this kingdom,
our lives connected by purpose and by rope,
each step freeing us from those cities in which we worked.

Upwards we journeyed,
at times moving together,
at times living alone.
Knowing we are watched,
we watched only for ourselves and trusted in our fellows.
And below our feet, space, that infinity;
the valley floor so distant, yet always just a slip away.

A slip? What term is this?
A careless move, a moments inattention?
One slip and this welcome world turns traitor to invaders.

And so it happened when least expected.
One man, content in his existence and his challenge,
knowing he was safe, was unsafe.
A slip? Who can say?
Who amongst us can say what happened
or comprehend the fact that one of us is dead?
A slip indeed, held at last by rope
but with life’s thread already broken.

We came down off that hill in darkness, the three of us,
carrying our burdens upon our backs and in our hearts.

These words are dedicated to Steve Caswell who died in the shadow of Mont Blanc long after these words were written. But he loved Scotland, and I always think of him and those gullies of snow and ice high above Glencoe whenever I read this - NM 
Many thanks to Nick. If you have a poem for us all to enjoy please send it to us.

Copyright © 1987 Nick Moyes nick@nmoyes.freeserve.co.uk

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