Carolina Blue Sky

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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!

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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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Cobwebs of the Blue Ridge

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Giant spiders of steel haunt the Blue Ridge
And many mountains across the country
Spinning their endless webs of twisted wire.
Across peaks and valleys, they stretch endlessly
Glistening in the sunshine like silver threads
Shimmering with dew drops when it rains
Full of power // deadly currents of life
Some with twenty-five thousand volts.
From dams to cities across the way
These giant colossus spread their webs
Bringing energy and light to the darkest night
Mountain Spiders’ webs already spun…
Woven across the scars of the landscape
Over rocks and hills with a never-ending hum.
Without them life as we know it would cease!

This poem was accepted in the North Carolina Bards Charlotte Anthology of Poetry.  It will come out in May.

Photo: Dwight l. Roth

I am posting this one tonight on d’Verse Poets Pub open link.

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Cobwebs of the Blue Ridge

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Giant spiders of steel haunt the Blue Ridge
And many mountains across the country;
Spinning their endless webs of twisted wire
Across peaks and valleys they endlessly stretch;
Glistening in the sunshine like silver threads
Shimmering with dew drops when it rains;
Full of power deadly currents of life.
Some with twenty-five thousand volts
From dams to cities across the way.
These giant colossuses spread their webs
Bringing energy and light to the darkest night;
Mountain Spiders’ webs already spun
Woven across the scars of the landscape;
Over rocks and hills with a never ending hum
Without them life as we know it would cease.

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Photos: Dwight L. Roth

Weathered Image

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Grandfather Mountain

Can you see the face // weathered and worn

Like a long lost Egyptian Pharaoh // unrapped

after two thousand years in the heart of a pyramid?

Rugged and strong // the image of dominating power

Lies with face to the sun // the rain // the snow and ice.

Exfoliation giving character and increasing interest.

Can you imagine this face // created at the beginning of time

shaped and molded at creation by the hand of God

raised up // unearthed to lay forever looking to the sky

reminding all who dare walk on his forehead…

that he will out last us all!

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Image of Grandfather Mountain, NC: Dwight L. Roth

 

Looking Glass Falls

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Water flowing down

Never stopping to reflect

Leaping off the cliff

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Frank Tassone’s Haikai challenge this week is to write a poem about a water fall. I chose Looking Glass Falls, in the Pisgah National Forest of North Carolina. I took these photos when we visited there a couple of years ago.

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Massanutten Peak

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In the heart of the Shenandoah Valley and the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia is Massanutten Peak. Forty eight years ago I attended college in Harrisonburg, Virginia and enjoyed this view from our campus. A couple of weeks ago I went back to attend a memorial service. In the evening, I walked to the top of the hill and sat on a bench next to the water tower,  and watched the light change in the early evening. Here are some of the changes that took place.

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Photos:Dwight L. Roth

The Old Man of the Mountain

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Grandfather Mountain

The Blue Ridge Parkway yields panoramic views

Rising and falling through majestic hues

Turnoffs, overlooks, tunnels, and bridges

Orchards of apples and long gorgeous ridges

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Grandfather Mountain towers ahead

Drawing us up to its jaw-dropping ledge

Serpentine backbone a scoliated spine

Split Rock lay open and wrapped in vines

The bald rocks the twisted trees

Bask carefree in the summer breeze

Hurricane-force winds cannot rip them loose

Deformed over time by Nature’s abuse

Excited to be at the top of the world

Here where branches and trunks are curled

Blooming flowers defy the wind

Smiling sweetly until the very end

Feeling the sway of the long steel bridge

Looking up in the distance at the neighboring ridge

A rocky pathway draws some to his face

The old man of the mountain stays fixed in his place

Undaunted by storms or gray fog rolling in

He’ll still be there when our vision grows dim

Creating the mystique that continues to draw

Young and old from near and far

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Photo: Dwight L. Roth

 

Mountain Poetry

We took the scenic route part of the way back from Virginia to North Carolina today. We drove about a hundred miles down the Blue Ride Parkway from Waynesboro to Roanoke. It was wonderful to see the spring foliage at the different elevations. Here are a few photos to enjoy, all poetry in their own right. I will post more at a later date.

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Cobwebs of the Blue Ridge

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For every new invention there is a cost. Not in making it, but in what it does to change society, culture, and the world. Electric Power is one of those inventions that is so embedded into the fabric of our life, that day to day life would stop if it should suddenly disappear.  I am very thankful to be alive in this generation. I have seen many great changes since I was born. Color TV, calculators, computers, cell phones, tablets, electric cars, Space Shuttles, rockets,  LED lights, and many more inventions  were invented during my lifetime.  Makes me feel old!! We learn to live with the side effects of all of these.

Cobwebs of the Blue Ridge

Giant spiders of steel haunt the Blue Ridge

And many mountains across the country

Spinning their webs of twisted wire

Across peaks and valleys while stretching endlessly

Glistening in the sunshine like silver threads

Shimmering with dew drops when it rains

Full of power deadly currents of life

Some with twenty-five thousand volts

From dams to cities across the way

Giant colossuses spread their webs

Bringing energy and light to the darkest night

Mountain Spiders’ webs already spun

Woven across the scars on the landscape

Over rocks and hills with a never ending hum

Without them life as we know it would cease

Thanksgiving on Skyline Drive

Yesterday I spent Thanksgiving with my son and family in Shenandoah Valley of Virginia. In the afternoon we took a ride to the top of Afton Mountain where we got on the Skyline Drive. This is the northern end of the Blue Ridge Parkway in NC. It was a little hazy from the forest fires that were burning down the valley, but the winter views are still spectacular. Here is another poem without words. Enjoy!!

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