Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Villanelle

Climb On

Reach forth and grasp with all your might,
Muscles shredding but no progress lost;
The end, a sight ,don't fear the height. 

Even in raining night,
Or so great of heat that death is cost.
Reach forth and grasp with all your might.

The texture is rough so slippery palms are alright, 
The rock face, sheer and dominant, the dice, tossed.
Reach forth and grasp with all your might.

Your death was unseen in any foresight.
So climbing faster makes your spirit fostered. 
The end, a sight, don't fear the height.

Ascending vertically, a glorious fight.
Again the reaper you've cheated in this final cross.
Reach forth and grasp with all your might.

The crux exhausted, your body is tight.
The last moves up, then viewings  for a boss.
The end, a sight, don't fear the height.
Reach forth and grasp with all your might.
 

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