by Chris Duncan | Jun 7, 2010 | Poetry
One way of getting to Helvellyn in the lakes, Is an arête ridge, steep on both sides, no mistakes, The name is famous far and wide, In the wet misty peaks that often hide. Sunshine reveals its beauty and splendour, From below a gaze at its grandeur, In winter it is...
by Chris Duncan | Jun 7, 2010 | Poetry
I walk upon the earth, slowly, so slowly I put my head down, watch my feet in front, In the distance I can see Light pointing at me, I step forwards, the effort marked with a grunt. The ground is uneven, rocky and wet, I can feel the moisture of the night, Seeping...
