Stones shattered // scattered
Revealing Earth’s upheaval
Iron-powdered sandstone
Ocean waves grind away cliffs
Even Rocks crumble with time
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Photo: Dwight L. Roth
Shattered
Rocks
Sand
Mountains majestic / rising tall above us all
Solid and strong they stand immovable.
Until shaken, they crumble and tumble;
their strength broken and their high position
brought low, scattered across the landscape.
You see, mountains are simply rocks waiting to crumble…
Even the tallest mountains turn to sand in time.
Sand is the great equalizer!
Photos: Dwight L. Roth
All is Lost
‘Twas with storm and October gale she ripped the sail
Shredded last threads flapping / faceless flag without stripes
Into the gale / fearless calm / face of moon-ash-pale
Fate assured / as many feared the Orca axed rock’s sharp scrape
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Tsumami waves… his pall bearers strong / buried him deep
neath igneous rocks, casket solid, lasting a thousand years
Pale moon shredding tears / hidden from all in view’s keep
Fate assured / guiding light / riding gears of hopeless fears
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Now each October 31st she walks / cold quartz beneath her feet
Pale Moon brightly shines / smiles / mist kissing her ashen face
This night her last walk / gang plank of sand / calls from the deep
Assured fate / drawn to his siren song / moon follows her last trace
Waves wash the chalkboard clean….
Spectors walk hand in hand in the full moon’s light….
Painting: Dwight L. Roth
Today at d’Verse, Lucy is the guest host and asked us to write a dark ballad. October has many aspects of this ending with Halloween. I am not into murder, blood, or gore, so I wrote my ballad about a salor lost in a storm and his love who cannot take the loss any longer! Hope you enjoy it along with my painting that I entitled “All is Lost”.
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Carolina Blue Sky
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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Unmovable Rock
Spring is all around us, spreading pollen as leaves and flowers flourish. The joy of springtime is not inhibited by human crisis! Rocks remind us that what is solid is unmoved. As we lift prayers and hope for those working on the front lines of the Coronavirus, we must remember that the words on our coins are not just a nice saying, but rather the solid rock of our faith… In God We Trust!
Beauty rises high
above all // glorious Spring
Rocks remain solid
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Photo: Dwight L. Roth
Be Aware
Some folks are like rocks
waiting for the next big quake
to let it all fall.
With troubles stacked overhead
Collapse inevitable
Photos of Looking Glass Falls: Dwight L. Roth
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Her Perspective
How big the world must look to one so young
With all its overflowing challenges;
A chasm most daunting // stretched and far flung;
It spreads in all directions and ranges.
From your high safe perch on that giant rock,
You might feel secure // a place to call home;
But, you know in the future you will walk
Across that river of life all alone.
How big the world seems sitting on a rock
Photo: Dwight L. Roth
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Plastic Earth
“Where were you when the earth was plastic?” This is what God asked Job, in answer to Job’s complaint about his woes and sorrow. Obviously this is more of a paraphrase than a quote. I love to think about the time when the earth was in its formative years. The beauty of geological time is written in the rock layers all around us. I can’t imagine the tremendous forces that lifted and bent these rocks. Once mud on the ocean floor, these rocks are now part of the Blue Ridge Mountains of North Carolina. Fossils tell of a very different time. I have broken open rocks and found perfect fossils in them. I have cracked geodes open to find amethyst crystals that grew as lava cooled millions of years ago. So when you complain about your situations in life, I ask, “Where were you when the earth was plastic?”
Read writing in rocks
Recognize we are but dust
Gives life perspective
Photos: Dwight L. Roth – taken at the Linville Falls in the Blue Ridge Mountains of North Carolina
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Rise
Red Maple seed floats merrily on wings;
hoping to find a place from which to rise.
Landing between the crack of a rock;
with little soil, and almost no chance of survival;
it puts down a root;
forever changing the future of that rock!
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Photo: Dwight L. Roth
Quadrille Monday, and Merril, at d’Verse, asked us to use some form of the word rise. I decided to put a little different Spring twist to it and came up with this Quadrille of exactly 44 words.
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Small Beginnings
Meandering through life we encounter rocks
Stacked in our path holding us back
Cascading over and around them we roll on
Rocks in our path are a natural occurrence
Nothing holds back the cascading flow
Every river eventually hits a fault line
A major shift in our perceived foundation
Sends us cascading over the edge
Each time forcing a change in flow
Nothing stops the flow…
The cycle continues
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Photos: Dwight L. Roth
Amaya at d’Verse asked us to write a poem using the word cascade. In my poem I am using a river as a metaphor for life and relationships.
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