Mountaintops covered with snow
Loch’s so dark and so deep
Craggy faces slimy with moss
Each both have secrets to keep
Climbers who risk all to conquer
Tall peaks and Tor’s are a many
Divers plunging to the depths
For treasures seeking out any
Frayed ropes lie badly discarded
Steel pegs are still wedged into place
Bubbles rise up to the surface
Masking and air tanks in place
One team is steadily rising
The other is sinking down low
Each have a goal they aspire to
That’s why they risk all where they go
© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem