poppies in the grass by julie kennedy

<< Masculine Missile>>

With hooks, and ropes;
adorning harnesses and safety belts;
claiming base-camps, helicopters and Sherpas

With the latest theory tested to practice;
deep voiced solid narration and epic pep-talks;
tempered steel focus and hardened grit

With paving ways for caravans to follow;
circling the spoils of gained ground;
feeding the fire, trampling the grid

Water mountains they climb.

                —animasuri’24