Treasure Island

Diane Hine

(25 July 1956)

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A View


The narrow path towards Mt Toolbrunup
inclines through fragrant green enclosing wood.
He forged ahead, I kept up best I could.
A tumbled boulder slope leads ever up.

A wall of shale and quartzite borders right
and white mist tendrils slipped across its face.
I turned for one last gaze, as cool embrace
of cloud bathed all things near in pallid light.

The peak was wrapped in solitary peace.
We sat on massive thicket creviced slabs,
all patched with hard white crinkled lichen scabs,
in arbitrary mountain clime's caprice.

I lingered when he left for just a while,
a space to sample isolation's charms.
Then down the slick wet rocks ungainly style,
discreet descent on rear end, heels and palms.

We missed the view and so we have avowed
to reach that veiled unbounded space again
and maybe if we're fortunate, well then…
once more, we'll sit within a mountain's cloud.

Submitted: Friday, August 31, 2012

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  • Daniel Brick (4/25/2014 11:03:00 AM)

    The simplicity of the title drew me to this poem and the poem amply rewarded me with multiple views as you and your guide climb from the lowlands to the heights. Your descriptions of the natural world are vivid with sights, fragrances and textures - very sensory, very immediate, a palpable experience made possible by your patient detailing of each phase of the ascent. The last stanza is a wonder! WITHIN A MOUNTAIN'S CLOUD combines the heaviness of rock with the lightness of air in a complex, startling moment. I have taken this poem inside of me. (Report) Reply

  • * Sunprincess * (11/4/2013 10:47:00 AM)

    this poem is nicely written, it captured my attention again... also reminds me of the views on the cherohala skyway...
    would love to have seen the view which inspired this write... love the poem :) (Report) Reply

  • Constance K Yost (9/7/2012 7:54:00 PM)

    Fantastic poem-could have been written only by someone who was there.I'm afraid to get on a ladder, yet I
    enjoyed this adventurous writing. (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (9/3/2012 5:16:00 AM)

    The trekking through' fragrant green enclosing woods' to the moutainous terrain over the 'shale with white mist tendrils slipped across its face' and your rest on' the creviced slabs patched with lichen scabs' must have been a mystifying experience! GREAT! ! (Report) Reply

  • Danny Draper (9/3/2012 4:50:00 AM)

    A beautiful poem rich in experience and description. The second verse is sublime in its descriptive imagery. Such finesse. Thank you. (Report) Reply

  • Tiger Lily (9/2/2012 12:43:00 PM)

    This is a beautifully descriptive piece. Days spent like this are the best. Walking among nature with someone you love. Lovely poem Diane. (Report) Reply

  • Rajendran Muthiah (9/2/2012 6:19:00 AM)

    The peak was wrapped in solitary peace.-Beautiful expression in this line. You Australians excel in making the common rhyming words. A pleasure to read. (Report) Reply

  • Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi (9/1/2012 3:42:00 AM)

    maybe if we're fortunate, well then…
    once more, we'll sit within a mountain's cloud.
    The feeling is wonderful as the clouds that pass through us! (Report) Reply

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