My mountain poem

Around the stone, grey hills ice cold snow rapidly slides down the menace mountain. 

A small path leads up to a heavenly looking place. 

Eventually, someone would get hold of my eye-catching peak. 

Ice like glass spikes down like a trap as sharp as a knife blade. 

Haunting, eerie I stand still for centuries doing nothing, but waiting for climbers! 

At the peak of me there is a mystical place were no happiness can be or will never be! 

There are so many dreams, people that want to reach the top but never did. 

Manny people tried conquering me but never reached my treacherous summit. 

The life-threatening mountain, looks over the snow slithering down the colossal land. 

Screams heard that make you get a feeling that you are being watched and feeling ominous. 

People, vanishing when they try conquering me, and not reaching me untouched peak. 

I will summon my army that will kill you with frost bite, or worse! 

Nervously, menacing humans approach me with fear, and violent movements.  

7 thoughts on “My mountain poem

  1. Jamie that was very good and i like how you said at the bottom “I will summon an army that will kill you” i like yhat part well done

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