Peak. A poem.

You conquered me
like a mountain (or a molehill).
Climbed me and then left me here,
another spire to aspire to.

Was I just a rocky crag used as
a monument to your success?
What was my reward, just a
wanton moment, better to forget?

Here I stand, wind blown
and forever circumspect,
a peak waiting on another expedition.
Hopefully, one thatโ€™ll show me more respect.

My first book of poetry, The All or the Nothing, is available now as an e-book from most online distributors. To find out more, click here.

Published by stevestillstanding

Iโ€™m a writer who loves tabletop role playing games, poetry and (you guessed it) writing. Occasionally I have something to say...

14 thoughts on “Peak. A poem.

  1. I feel a lot of power in these words and can really relate to the vibe. I am in love with the line ” another spire to aspire to” and “forget” with “circumspect” love that combo. Sorry for babbling lol just hung up on words tonight…or wait…this morning night shift ends in 1.5 hrs…I need more tea…or do I? lol

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