A lone figure strides away
over icy hillocks
Enjoying his day
The biting wind
a hop a skip
he unpacks his tent awhile
fixing it against the wind
inside a man with style
it really does feel violent
830 metres above the sea
in English “frogs leg” it be called
in 1957 a Canberra crashed
and all around is the debris
out of the wind this amazing man
should have his dinner here
in his mountain camp
where fear
and cold and ice
and loneliness assured
to sleep the dream
And not be ignored.
Rex Tyler is a Poet, Campaigner, former owner of an organic shop of 30 years, and Public Speaker living in Berkhamsted, UK.