
Let’s scale the heights.
Be careful of the crevices.
The deep valleys.
The empty holes.
Climb the next ridge.
Enter through an opening.
Small as a fly.
Hear the blood pound.
The synapses sizzle and pop.
Journey through the darkness.
Through the unknown.
Exhilarating as an electric storm.
Colorful as a fireworks display.
A ride through space and time.







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Regis.
I pick the image and then write the poem. I do this as a form of exercise in writing.
Thanks, everyone, for reading and commenting.
Ron
Sandie
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