Fay Slimm - Trencrom Climb

Easter sun invites a weekend walk, around
The oldest sacred hill of local fame.
Enormous granite stones became unbound
From moorings long ago, now custom claims
The giant who dislodged them will return
One day to topple such precarious hold
And roll them down. Eager climbers learn
Their own endurance, trying skills, boldly.
Poised they push hard, pose for camera's eye
But all in vain, no gigantic boulder moves,
Nor will. Now we clamber up the mighty
Slopes to reach the topmost height, thus we prove
Trencrom can be breached and won, the all-round
View of Cornish vista, we vote, astounding.

Fay Slimm

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