The Climb

The Climb

A Poem by Alfred Kukitz
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Sometimes going backward means going forward

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The Climb

Feet among the branches,
Silence in tow
Mind headed for heavens
Limbs & leaves mingle above the norms of old
Catch the wave of soundlessness
Return to days of old where little minds
grow in the imagination of the soul.

© 2019 Alfred Kukitz


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Thanks Kathy!

Regards,

al

Posted 4 Years Ago


'The Climb'
Alfred Kukitz,
This is a lovely writing of appreciation of the wonder of childhood.
A tree of ones own is a delight to a child.
It is spacious and a place to dream. Nice words you've shared.
Here's a few;
"Mind headed for heavens
Limbs &leaves mingle above the norms of old
Catch the waves of soundlessness"
I liked the whole piece very much.
Blessings,
Kathy


Posted 5 Years Ago


Thanks Ana!

Don’t tell me you push your own reset button!

Regards,
Al

Posted 5 Years Ago


Papaya

5 Years Ago

I wish I had one of those buttons. :)
Thanks Margie!

NH might be good for my soul.

Regards,
Al

Posted 5 Years Ago


Thanks Cherrie!

It felt as sweet as limbs kissing the air.

Regards,
Al

Posted 5 Years Ago


Thanks R.E.

Been somewhat dry until the climb came along. I think it’s my backyard woods I miss.

Regards,
Al

Posted 5 Years Ago


Thanks Jacob!

I just followed the opening line.

Regards,
Al

Posted 5 Years Ago


your writing is so real...............................

Posted 5 Years Ago


This poem reminds me of climbing the maple trees with my friends, always challenging each other to go higher. I think adults should do it more often, if only to remind themselves it’s good to do small things. Thanks for sharing this one.

Posted 5 Years Ago


oh that young imagination...still so pure and innocent and unaware...
i want that soul back...please.
love this piece, Al.
j.

Posted 5 Years Ago



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Alfred Kukitz
Alfred Kukitz

Deering, NH



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