Bears Ears—Listening in Pain
Sacred are the lands once protected
by more honorable men…
betrayal stings by smiling lies
Navaho gods are weeping,
for the fork-tongued leader
has betrayed their hearts
Let thunder crash as the deed
becomes known in shameful terms—
greed and deceit are the law of the land
Drums echo in the desert valleys,
vibrating the monuments of the ages
now damp with tears of the betrayed.
As the horrors and heartbreak meet
where arrows once flew…perhaps again?
Fate twists the work of Evil… to wreak revenge.
hark! hear the rumble
across the desert;
my soul remembers
the great movement of stones
and great boulders
and simmering sand
mighty Saguaros loom
above tiny desert creatures,
gifting water and sun shade
a death rattle threatens
beware! … fangs at the ready
— find another way
my soul remembers
from layers deep within
the baking sun at mid-day.
foot-prints soon cover
with impressionable sand…
but the desert remembers me
Fall encroaches on Summer
not an ending
… a new season dawns.
© Sometimes, 2017
Fall gently nudges
as Summer takes a bow
opening a new show in town.
© Sometimes, 2017
the culmination of flowers
not faded…but making room
for the next generation
© Sometimes, 2017
One of my favorite poets, Paul F. Lenzi, of poesypluspolemics blog, included the Reblog button with his fascinating and most inspiring works of sheer genius of words…no need to ask me twice. 🙂 The Hubble Telescope shot is also breathtaking. Thanks Paul.
“Pillars of Creation” – Photo by Hubble Telescope
Secrets of creation hide deep in conflation
Of science with faith, of corpus with wraith,
Discrete bits of essence, immune from senescence,
That mark each warm creature, or cold lifeless feature,
Of all the known world, plus those unknown, thus hurled
Through vastness of space, push-pulled in their chase
By grave forces, unseen, save by eyes utmost keen
As detectors of naught, who find nothingness caught
By the physics of sleight, in mathematical light,
Racing outward, away from a focal array,
From a radiant heart that outburst apart
With the first stroke of time, Divine in its prime.
Before that release, all was soundless still peace,
When all matter, all dust, was consigned to the trust
Of that heart, then mere speck, the one salient check
Against stark eternity, charged with modernity,
Then, slowly it swelled, its inertia unquelled,
Now a tumescent…
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This stand of Goldenrod has sort of evolved within a mowed field. Another frowned-upon weed that brightens the approach of Fall in Ohio.
This ornamental apple tree is glorious in the Spring, loaded with blossoms. But as Fall approaches, for some reason, the leaves fade and die leaving the branches bare until after Winter.
These blossoms popped out after Monday’s eclipse of the Sun. I have no idea why, but I heard NASA or some other agency has requested reports of strange things happening…this qualifies. Also, my daughter’s blue Hydrangea turned purple (she lives next door.) My Lantana turned from pink to purple earlier in this Summer. (I realize that Hydrangeas do change color according to specific factors in the soil or whatever.)
“Late Great” because this web was in a very precarious position…as is normal for spiders, apparently…as this splendid construction was demolished quickly when I ran right into it and ended up wearing the web like a hair-net…or veil…I forgot it was there. (Please see yesterday’s post for more web photos if you are so inclined.)
The deck is eight-feet wide.
By the way— my spider web photos are more about photography than spiders or webs. I have tried repeatedly to capture various topics, and consider it a learning experience.
OH! The spider is not really as big as she appears, she has a very large bug in her grip, we call it a stink-bug, triangular in shape.
[Please Note: all photos are copyright by © Sometimes, 2017. In the event that someone wants to republish any of my photos they are welcome….but please be sure to give credit mention to Sometimes as a courtesy.]
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