In Sand Packed Gravel
Hear the Ancient River Roar
Across the Valley
Category: Rock
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The Archaeologist’s Dilemma
Just Because Our Past
Is Writ in Stone Does Not Mean
It’s Less Mysterious -
Almost Biblical
With Namesake Arms Held High as
If To Stop the Sun
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We’re imagining We’ve mastered time and yet death Always comes calling Go ask the glaciers About lifespan, except we Have no shared language Perhaps the Mayfly? They have no time to form words In their five minutes. Maybe time and words Slide each other by, each the Others Mystery And lifespans are just The dreams of all things with a Beginning and end
Bernie Franke 1923-2023
I Could Wish for a Heart of Stone, a Beauty From The Earth’s Rocky Bones Revealing to Him Mysterious Natural Grace, The Passage of Time Yes, a Heart of Stone As he Saw Stone Would be a Blessing and a GiftDusky Purple Rock
River Smoothed Layers A Clock
Marking Glacial Time
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Zion National Park
Red Rock Canyons Fill With Light and Shadows Rise to Move Across the Rocks As The Day Passes Canyon Walls Stand, Canvas for Always Shifting Light And Something Stirs in The Shadows or the Light on The Rocks or In MeMolten Sunlight Pours
Down Canyon Walls and Flows Out
Across Dry Stream BedsMolten Sunlight Caught
In Utah Alabaster
And Prairie FlowerMolten Sunlight Cooled
By Sapphire Skies, By Time, and
Laid in Sheared Rock Walls
Layer on Layer
Laid Down Over Time Beyond
Our Clocks and MeasuresWorn Away By Wind
And Water, Canyons Painted
Orange and Grey and GreenSteeped in Light and Dark
Time and Distance Are Dissolved
To an Ancient Calm
The Passing Eons
And Nature’s Endless Rhythm
Of Call and ResponseOceans Came and Went
Mountains Rose and are Eroding
Rivers and Wind CarveSculpting in Red Rock
Adding and Removing Over
The Passing Eons
This Flowing Water
And Standing Rock, Unchanging
Yet Never the Same
One Granite Boulder
A Memory of Mountains
Out on the Prairie
As if Opposites
Attract, Nature Paints in Contrasts
Pulling in Our Gaze
Freeze and Flow Winter
To Spring, Then Summer and Fall,
The Rolling Seasons
The Light and Shadow
Of Every Passing Moment
Still Life in Motion
And We Cannot Look
Away, As One Thing Becomes
Another and Returns
Rock and Water, Earth
And Air, Nature Sings Harmony
And we are Transformed
A Year in Haiku 