Blue sky embedded on flat rocks
Mountain stream gurgles over
wet stones
polished and shaped
during ten thousand summers and winters.
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Native Americans sat on these rocks
drank from the stream
enjoyed the beauty of the falls
long before we arrived…
to claim it!
Photos: Dwight L. Roth
Today the d’Verse group is back from summer break, and our prompt is Blue! We are to write a Quadrille of exactly 44 words using the prompt. Skies have be extra blue this summer, as pollution and smog are reduced due to Covid-19 stay at home orders. There is nothing more beautiful than the Great Smoky Mountains. The photos above are from our trip to the Pisgah National Forest in 2012. This is Looking Glass Falls near Brevard!
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Lovely quadrille, hosting serenity and a spot of history.
Happy Monday
much love…
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Thank you so much Gillena!
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Gorgeous verse and photos, and thanks for recommending a new place to visit. “To claim it” are such powerful words.
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Yes it kind of tells who we really are in three words! Thank you so much for your comment!
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It is a wonderful place to visit! If you have grandchildren, there is a place nearby called Sliding Rock, where they sit on the big slanted rock in the river and slide into the natural pool below! It is great!
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❤ Love it – especially the historical touchstone!
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Thank you so much!
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Always enjoy my ‘poem’ fix here!
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Thank you so much!
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You have penned so many science and history lessons in this poem, and you are right–the BlueRidge Mountains are beautiful. So much to see and enjoy there. Thank You for sharing!
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Thank you very much! I like to put a little meat on the poetry bones!
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You do that very well. It must be a natural process.
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Maybe it comes with old age!! :>)
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Lol — could be. 🙂
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I thought that was my repertoire. 🙂
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Ha ha, I guess we are both over the hill!
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Hmmm, Yeah. It’s providing much needed shade. 🙂
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:>)
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I can picture this spot… and yes, we did claim it, didn’t we?
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dramatic shots and thoughtful poem … they’ve been singing the blues ever since!
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Thank you Cate! Sometimes we take for granted our place here and forget how it all came to be!
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indeed and that nod enhances this poem 🙂
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Thank you very much!
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Thank you Kate. Yes, it is good to have blues skies once more!
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Beautiful poem – and so poignant! Aren’t we the brash ones to claim what’s not ours to take? 🤔😔
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Yes, seems that is in our DNA!! Not an excuse!
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Excellent poem! I wasn’t expecting that last line–which I expect was the reason you included it.
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Yes, we must always remember it was not just the blood of our ancestors that made this country… the was the blood of those we destroyed in the process also!
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I like the multi-sensory experience of your poem, Dwight. Fabulous photos!
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Thank you! With computers with photo editing anyone can become a photographer even me! LOL It really did turn out well!
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Your humility is great. You’re a multi-media artist 🙂 I’d love to see that place!
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It is right off Rt 64 on the way to Brevard, NC! A beautiful trip to take!
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Thank you for your kind comments Lisa! I have a good time with it all!
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You’re very welcome. I enjoy your work.
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:>)
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Beautiful, with a sad turn at the end. Very well penned.
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Thank you so much Linda!
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Gorgeous, gorgeous photos! 💝 I love the image of “Blue sky embedded on flat rocks,” 😀 as well as the history behind the quadrille.
PS: Perhaps the comments there are closed. I am glad you enjoyed it! 💝
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Thank you so much. It is a beautiful spot in the mountains!
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What a beauty nature’s gifts are. These are worthy photos and who knows, someday you might go back there again.
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Yes that would be great! It is about three hours away from us.
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Beautiful photos and wonderful quadrille. 😊
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Thank you Sue! I appreciate your comment!
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The sky embedded in rocks. That’s a beautiful image. (K)
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Thank you very much! It looked like that to me!!
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Quadrillific.
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Thanks Ron!
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Beautiful
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Thank you Haroon!
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You’re welcome my friend stay blessed
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Fabulous photos, Dwight, and a quadrille that took me to a place and time I can never visit – thank you! I love the appeal to the senses in the lines:
‘Mountain stream gurgles over
wet stones
polished and shaped’.
A great blend of natural science and history.
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Thank you Kim! I am so glad you could enjoy it with me. It is a wonderful spot! Thank you for your kind affirmation!
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Beautiful words. How sad we claim what is not ours, and yet so often not take what is freely given!
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Yes, you are right abot that!
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Nice 👍
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Thank you!
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It is interesting to think, of what all history might have happened right here.. Over there Native American tribes, over here Scandinavian Finn and Saami – people.. Then here the dark ages, Ottomans and Hussars claiming slaves, why in Sisilia there are blond blue eyed families..
How short is our bit, how equally mere part of a whole Narrative, we either get parts of our story, our perspective, vision and creativity into, how worn the stones of our history. How just the experience is ours, and how it is enough in this stream we are. Thanks for the write and the photo was amazing, got my (tired tirade &) imagination going… 😉
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Thank you Anthony for your imaginative tirade! Nothing tired about it!! :>) We are but a dot in history, yet we feel we are the whole ball of wax so to speak! You make a great point. History has repeated over and over and over again! The powerful always feel entitled to take at will…. So glad you enjoyed my post. The location is really a lovely spot to visit!
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Seemed like a very “nature church” kind of location!
And, well, I at least was tired.. So much work! 😊 Thank my fortune of not running after fortune, but to do something I actually want to do. Priceless!
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Yes, You are right about that! Beautiful location and the joy of retirement for me!
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Pictures and words👍👍
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A thoughtful poem–you describe the loveliness of the area so well, but then comes the reality. We’re left to imagine the trouble and horror that developed after that “claim.”
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Yes, our history is not always a pleasant review! Thank you for reading!
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No, it’s not, and you’re welcome. 😀
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