According to Wikipedia, sherpa are "highly regarded as experts in mountaineering and their local terrain, as well as having good physical endurance and resilience to high altitude conditions." The same source defines opiated as being under the influence of " the alkaloids found in opium, an extract from the seed pods of the opium poppy (Papaver somniferum L.)."
The Scribblings of the Opiated Sherpa is the archive of Clayton's poetry since he was 1997, when he was 16. Despite the title, the poetry is quite good and not at all what I would expect from a an opiated sherpa. My favorite poem is Capital Girl , written July 12, 2001.
Capital GirlAs well as being a sensitive poet, Clayton is a prolific writer and a diehard hockey fan. He has three other blogs: Tales of the Opiated Sherpa, The Opiated Sherpa's Hockey Pool, and Miikka Kiprusoff Has Been Devoured By Wolves. Stop by and read more of the writings of an opiated sherpa. Tell him that CyberCelt sent you.She is my capital girl...
SheÂ’s on the other end of the line...
When I want her on the other side of the room.
She has already spoken volumes...
Of life, love and everything in between...
Between the ‘whatever and the what not.
As she speaks to me...
I can feel pages of my very own book...
Begin to open up...
For all the world to read.
I keep pages of my book...
Folded in my pocket...
For that eventual meeting...
With my capital girl.
She already knows what is on those pages...
But it is something that is better to have...
Then to have thought about...
Or talked about.
Being as far away as she is...
She somehow has managed to be...
Special.
ItÂ’s amazing how the mind wraps around...
The goodness of someone else...
Around and around...
‘til the heart has seen all the boundaries.
She continues to amaze...
As looks inside her...
And I poke my head around...
To take a little peek.
She has a simple grace...
That slides along the path...
Not leaving a footprint in the snow...
No one even knows I have…
That capital girl.
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